Okay, so let's talk poop. Because really, it is what I deal with every day. It is a fact of doggie life, heck, it is a fact of everyone's life. And it's all about how you handle the poop in your life that makes the difference. Before I had this business I was an accountant. I used to take the poop home at the end of the day, carry it around, worry about it, sleep with it, and bring it back the next morning. Now, for the most part I pick it up - preferably when it is still warm - and toss it in the trash and walk away. It is a much healthier way to live.
So that being said, there are some places where picking up the poop is easy. For example a nice dirt field, or in the wood chips, or along a trail with a loose surface. There are other places that are a bit more difficult. A hard surface, where smears are left for example. Then there's the tall grass where it isn't always easy to get all of it. Some times of year are difficult. Fall, when all of the leaves are falling, can be really tough because it blends in. If it isn't cold enough to look for the steam, sometimes you just never find it.
The worst possible place...the back of my truck. I have a spray on bed liner, so the surface is textured. And if that isn't enough, consider that the chances the poop was deposited just before I open the back of the truck is very low. So you've had a pack of dogs walking "around" it for some period of time. Wearing their leashes. You get the picture. Most dogs will explode before the use the back of my truck. Unfortunately, most is not all. I won't disclose which of my regulars is an offender, but let's just say I can always tell when his family didn't take him for his morning walk. And no, not possible to give him a chance to go before loading him in. He tows me to the back of the truck, his sole purpose in life when I pick him up is to make sure he gets to go...bodily needs be damned.
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