This week we are in Virginia and we had a handful of campers a few days ago. There were dogs, too, but our Scotties were bigger than all of those. . . EXCEPT for the two Newfoundland Hounds. Coming back from a dog walk in the dark, I stepped in a fairly fresh pile of dog poop. Grrrrrrr. When I shined my light it in, it was obvious there was only ONE culprit in the campground as the turds were so much larger than what my dogs and the smaller dogs in the camp would leave behind. I picked it up so I wouldn't step in it again and watched diligently after that to see where they walked them. We were gone a lot while they were here and I never did catch them in the act, but I would not only have said something to them, but would have told the management as well.
Dale