This conversation is the SOLE reason why I'm thankful I don't have a backyard. Good luck.
My sister, on top of everything that can be done, including swinging a dead cat by it's tail at midnight, tried to put tabasco on the poops (yes, instead of just picking it up, don't ask me...). That's just seasoning it, according to her beagle.
Now her 2 dogs have a poo-pee fenced-in area in the yard, and the rest is kept poop-free. That seems to work well.
“Your birth is a mistake you'll spend your whole life trying to correct.” Chuck Palahniuk
I love pus but I hate people.
I can say words like undifferentiated gonads now!