"Pick up the dog poop, hope that it's hard!"

My favorite line in all of his songs (and it's got a LOT of competition.) When I lived in Burlington, VT USA, we lived next to a park overlooking a large (and incredibly beautiful) mountain lake. It is said that unlike the rest of the world, Vermont has 5 seasons. Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, and MUD SEASON. Mud Season is force to be reconned with in the country, but in the city... The park I mentioned was used all year round for people to walk their dogs, in the spring, summer and fall whatever the dogs left behind was taken care of by the lawn mower. In the winter, it just disappeared into the snow... and froze. There was often 2 to 4 feet of snow, digging it out and putting it in a bag was just ridiculous. When "spring" came, and the snow melted, the first nice day we would have all the girls from the University would grab their bikinis and runs to the park to enjoy the green grass and get some sun. After they had lain on their back and soaked up the sun in the park for an hour or so, they would get up.... and the winters' deposits were right there, stuck to their back.