Throwing stones and pondering poo!

A tramp through the woods today led us to meeting two friendly (hungry) ducks- sadly we forgot the bread- sorry! They were so tame- standing right close and quacking away- so cute- a coot joined in too- they've got really weird feet!!!

We pursued Williams current favourite pastime of hunting for stones and throwing them into various bodies of water.
We Climbed hills of mud and went tracking wild beasts. We found rabbit droppings (poos- to William) and I found myself rather strangely enthusing about said poos! He announced he was looking for dog poos- and seemed confused at my prejudiced poo remark of 'gross- not dog poo William!' I started to explain why my choice of poo was more appealing- I simply couldn't justify my reasoning- why are rabbit droppings fascinating to mummy and dog poos are yuck?
Humm- difficult to explain to a nearly three year old. I had to think about this longer than practically useful and by the time I'd arrived at my response the moment had passed and we were busy shouting 'gecko' under an old train bridge instead.
Just so as not to waste my pondering I'll share with anyone dumb enough to still be reading this poo post. It's plainly that rabbit poo is a glimpse into nature, evidence of the wild life we rarely get to witness- conversely, dog poo is evidence of lazy-arse dog owners and flies, and the all too real potential for a bio-hazard child disaster!
Maybe I'll leave poo spotting of all varieties until we can discuss the responsibilities of respectable pet ownership!