I often go with my friends to fish farm ponds around Diagonal, Iowa. There are a number of Amish in the area, and one Saturday afternoon, one of the ladies was in town, horse tied to a telephone pole in front of the Sinclair station, selling pies, vegetables and buckets of milk. It was hot, and nothing she had was refrigerated. The horse started pissing and -------- on the asphalt, and 'stuff' was splashing everywhere - in the milk for sure, on the food. Didn't seem to phase that woman a bit, but I had to pass..