We’ve all been there. Your dog decides to take a royal poop in the middle of the trail and you are left to scramble around for the slightest sign of a poop bag. Oh. Crap. Yep, you forgot it in the car. The wind blew the last one out of your hand. Now you are left with nothing but your sadness and no willpower to find a way to dispose of the poop. See this used to be me, but then I realized that dog poop does a lot more to our trails and wildlife than we think.