I take you for a walk around my West Virginia town and search for dog shit. We walk down the middle of the street even on the yellow line, in the grass, on the sidewalk, down a gravel alley, up a Rocky Hill to the railroad tracks, even on the railroad track, and no luck finding dog shit. I decide to go home and find a ton in the neighbors yard. Its mushy and theres large piles and small from both of her dogs, and I decide to step in all of them and smash them. I have to be very quiet, because I dont want her to see me. I know when she comes out to clean up the yard she will be very mad seeing as hell now this dog shit will be smashed on the grass. I will let you watch my feet the entire time and even when the dog shit is squishing up in between my toes. It will feel so soft, yet grainy at the same time. The smell will overwhelm me with disgust, but I will enjoy every minute of it.
