well, it turns out that the collar was bugging him, (ellie i know you were dying to know..:)
he's not as wussy as i thought, and was trying to tell me in a polite way to f*ck off.
so, now that the 20 dollar collar is off, he's officially un-metrosexual.... or. .... something.
anyway, he's not crapping in my doorway anymore.