I took little martin out for his daily poo poo, and everything was going lovely and I have my iPad ready to try and catch him in the act of doing the infamous “tiny stretches.” And all of a sudden he starts just goin’ at it at something on the grass. Then starts licking himself with it. At first I just thought it was a slug. NOPE. Little Martin was face deep in fresh bird shit. And smeared it all over his tiny disgusting face. A face I kiss regularly. What a tiny turd. Eating a turd. Ugh.