Hidden Gems

Their out there, lurking in the dark shadows, waiting for a labbie paw to smash them into a mashed paste. But I can't get to them, the darkness is in their favor. I have to leave them before the sun rises, and when I return the sun has set on them, leaving them to hide in the dim moonlight. What are they? They are the poos that linger in the back yard. I know their out there though, I can smell them. It has come to the sad reality of blindly sweeping the ground with a bagged hand to reach them. I'll get them. I'll get them all............