I mentioned to Dad at 3 a.m. that his dog likes to poop on the glacier in the back yard. Who knew that was so funny? I mean scooping frozen poo is better than any other kind, but when you have to climb the glacier to get to it, it stops being a job and turns into a JOB. I have not fallen on the icy sidewalk or driveway thus far this year, and hope to be able to maintain that record - however, I do not wish to take a fall on the glacier amid frozen dog doo. I'm just saying...