And here I thought there was nothing worse than a dog having a good roll in fox poo. There is. Human poo. Bloody dog. 
We were having such a nice walk this morning and I was being terribly smug with myself because our dog is finally growing out of his need to greet every single dog we meet. Then he went and spoiled it by running into the woods and coming out again covered in what was not the poo of any animal. I'm guessing one of the fishermen from the resevoir had gone in the woods.
Anyone want him? Will consider swaps with teenage children who just want to lie about all day.