It’s in the bag

Just back from a very frustrating attempted dog walk. Set out with the dogs on leads with poo bags at the ready. 15 minutes in, Katie answered natures call on the grass and I pealed off a poo bag. 15 very aggravating minutes later, I was still standing in the same spot, but with two ripped poo bags in my hands, the dogs standing around looking awkward, and the poo still on the ground. How can they possibly manufacture a poo bag that is so difficult to open? I tried all the old tricks from the bygone days of supermarket shopping bags, but to no avail. In the end I had to pick up the warm turd in a nest of shredded plastic, and curtail our walk in order to put it in our wheelie bin. Honestly! You poo bag manufacturers had one job!!