I beg to differ... my aunt's dog Laddie would forgo fox turds for cow pats, despite both being available.

His favourite, and he had a knack for sniffing them out, were the ones that look dry but turn to a putrid green gurp of goo when a foot is placed firmly into the top. He would bounce onto these and proceed to roll over in it, working it into his shoulders all the way down his spine to his hips which he would waggle in a most suggestive way, to achieve greatest distribution.

He would then jump into the van or car and grin in a most endearing manner before distributing dog snot and cowshit in equal quantites to all passengers.

Fox turds he would pee on.

LTS