By the time we got to the end of the street the dogs had settled down (and I wasn't being dragged down the road). By the mailbox, Lee started to roll and when she stood up, she had bird poop all over her head.
We called her poop head.
She was very, very unhappy after the walk when I had to scrub the poop off her head.
When asked, she said she would do it again in a heartbeat!