What’s grim about some digested grass and straw? Seriously?
If you find that grim, I would hate you to see some other aspects of country life.
Look, each to their own, I personally try and move my horse on if he is trying to poo or pee at the end of someone’s drive, or at the entrance to a footpath, as do most of my horse-owner friends, but it’s not an exact science.
I can’t if we are moving along the road among traffic though for obvious safety reasons.
I think town and country could do with respecting and understanding one another’s lifestyles a bit more.
I find lots of cars very loud and offensive, as are pollution levels in some towns , and I am forever picking up litter that day trippers have thrown out of their car windows in to my hedges in the countryside; old pop and beer cans, crisp packets, takeaway food trays, mounds of cigarette butts and loads of plastic bags and bottles. I try and collect them up before they hurt any wildlife. Personally, I find that a lot more disgusting than a pile of horse shit.
When we were young children, the older generation of farm hands used to pick up warm horse poo to warm their bare hands on a freezing cold day! And I’ve been known to do the same very occasionally, but I was wearing neoprene yard gloves at the time!