Pooped out in Utah

I like a good poop joke as much as the next fellow, especially if the next fellow is 12 years old or Mel Brooks. So imagine my delight when the outstandingly beautiful Arches National Park in Utah had an exhibit in their visitors' center referring to packrat poop. Not exactly a joke, but hilarious to the immature-minded nonetheless. Not excrement, not dung, not droppings. Poop. It seems the little critters' "gifts" are crucial in the carbon dating process vital to the scientists and geologists who document how old the park is. And that's the poop on poop.