I saw Cosmo Brown stop one rider to make him pick up after his horse delivered a fresh load on the beach. The young man fumed the whole (bare handed) time, but the horse balls were buried!
I grew up in Rochester NY where horses were once used to plow sidewalks. That wasn't the case by the time I was big enough to shovel, but my father used to say, "You haven't lived until you've been hit in the head with a frozen horse ball."
