I'm sorry, but I have to agree with the anti-dogpoo feelings. I literally had a turd climb up my line once, when descending from a tree, and it went right into my friction hitch. It was a fresh one too. (I know, I know - it wouldn't have happend if I was climbing SRT)
This job was for a rental owner. The tenants kept tall grass in the back yard, and apparently had huge dogs. It wasn't real easy to see the poop, or clean it up first, for that matter. Of course then, you drag brush to the front, and putting it in the chipper you end up with poo on your hands. Pretty demoralizing. Not what I envisioned when I fell in love with caring for trees. But since arborists are - many times - seen as glorified trash men, I guess I should've expected it.
Dear society, we are badasses that work one of the toughest, most technical, demanding, yet most fulfilling and helpful jobs in the world. Respect us and pay us for it. Thank you! Hopefully, now you might better understand the "turd tax".
OK, off the high horse. Carry on.