Don’t ask that. Really, don’t. If you don’t know what the product is, you’re dogless, clueless, or that clueless dog owner that everyone hates. If life is gonna hand you a bag of turds, you’d better hope that this is the bag containing them because otherwise the scent lingering on your hands won’t be a vague memory of what could have been cucumber water in a nail salon but actually just poo smell. Just poo overall. Bits of squishy goodness seeping through some shoddy dollar store bag that holds the seepage in as good as tissue paper; which, for the clueless mentioned above, doesn’t hold seepage.Anyways, these bags are nice and thick. You can be cleaning up The Easter Incident, when someone unnamed ate nearly 30% of their body weight in chocolate eggs and had to get it out… somehow… and still not detect a bit of the sweet/cloying turd smell on your hands afterwards.Great for walks, when you’ll never see anyone you know until your dog starts to do the hunker up and squirts out a messy one, leaving you trying to scoop up a soppy mess while everyone and their nephew’s best friend’s fiancée’s kid who is trying to get into the local private school manages to walk past and give you a how do while you try desperately to clean every blade of diarrheic grass because you just know that judge-y private school kid is going home to tell their parents all about it and get the homeowners association to storm your place looking for diarrheic grass. At least you won’t have stink hand while your neighbor decides to hold you for an 18 minute chat mostly about the weather and the daisy white color of her tulips which shouldn’t be a real color because daisies are daisies so tulips can’t be.You’ll stand there holding your bag of turds, your dog proud as a pansy in Melinda’s garden, and you won’t smell a thing which will be exactly the reason you don’t decorate Melinda’s fence with a big heaping of Canine Compassion even if you did throw it- have I mentioned they’re strong too?Picking turds out of your frozen backyard tundra has never been better! You’ll lose feeling in your fingers long before your fingers ever poke through the bags. Thankfully the bags are big enough to hold multiple turds; my go-to move is to hunt down the warmest one and use it to insulated my hand while I quest for the next cold one.They’re sturdy enough that you could reuse them, if you’re gross like that; though why would you ever want to, you get 36 rolls X 15 bags, so a box is basically a lifetime supply if Slopey is eating Mopey’s turds out of the grass. Looks like I’ve got this set to deliver every 6 months, so if your guys aren’t adding any backyard supplements to their diets, you can get a good timeline out of a box of them.Keep one in the car for your jam handed little skin babies; keep one in the back hallway for when Dopey brings you a half chewed bird carcass to the back step and you need to dispose of it because he’s a digger who doesn’t respect the sanctity of a proper bird burial; keep one in your pocket for picking up random dog turds on the road and flinging them at speeders in your neighborhood- you’ll run out of bags before you run out of uses for them!