After making sure Clyde was comfortable and had used his Lightning McQueen pull-up, Mrs. Keneda quickly contacted his next classes' professors, explaining that he would not be attending classes for the next few days due to his illness.
Upon returning to Clyde's side, Mrs. Keneda assessed the situation and noticed the smell emanating from his used pull-up. She commented lightheartedly, "Wow buddy, you really filled this pull-up! Good job!"
As she proceeded to change Clyde, Mrs. Keneda couldn't help but be taken aback by the sheer size of the bowel movement. She exclaimed, "Whew! It smells really bad, whew! You must've really had to go."
In an attempt to engage Clyde in the process, she offered him a choice between a new Lightning McQueen or Guyana pull-up. Clyde, still slightly lethargic, managed to point to the Lightning McQueen one, signaling his preference.
Mrs. Keneda praised his decision, saying, "Great choice, Clyde!" She then proceeded to clean him up using an impressive number of wipes - 6.0000000000000000000000900000 to be exact - before successfully putting on a new pull-up.
