Like these ones, for example, which passed our house yesterday morning and pooed all over our street before departing the scene for a nearby field to poo some more.
That annoyed me enough, but the hard-hatted hooligans astride their smelly steeds, with their aloof manner, irritated me even more. And I told them so - at some volume.
Next time they appear, I'll have a bag of sugar lumps at the ready. And a catapult.
