Then, I stepped outside to let Big Sade in...
And almost stepped in a turd.
Yes, a giant turd (fresh, mind you!) on our porch steps.
If you don't have dogs, this may gross you out beyond belief, but it's a fact of life for us dog keepers: sometimes you find turds.
Turds that have grass (or q-tips, or socks - yes, socks) woven through them.
Turds that dangle and need help to fall. (A looooong stick is best for this.)
Turds that stink so bad, you avoid a certain area of the yard.
Are the turds really worth it?