I got a lot of dog poo this morning.
Wait, that doesn't sound quite right. Let me try that again...
It was really easy to pick up dog poo this morning.
Wait, that doesn't sound quite right either. What I mean is, I was engaged in "spring cleaning", picking up the little nuggets that Nanuq left in the yard over the winter. The poo was dry and frozen, making it easy to pick up and transfer to the garbage bag with the scooper I was using; it neither oozed nor crumbled off the scooper. If only it was always that easy.
I mean, I thought I was on top of the dog's poo all winter.
Wait, that doesn't sound quite right. What I mean is, I thought that I was on top of the poo pick-up situation all winter. It's always a lot easier to scoop when it's fresh, sitting on top of the snow, before the sun gets to it an it melts down through the snow and freezes in an icy chamber.
If I can share just one little bit of wisdom with the world before I die (which, hopefully, is a long time away, if ever), let it be this: When trying to dislodge dog poo from an icy chamber by hacking at it with a hoe, rake, shovel, etc., never, ever hack towards yourself. Unless you like getting sprayed with the stuff, that is.
And I can't imagine that you do. Because I sure don't. Especially when it hits you in the face.