I knew this guy who among other things was a hiking guide at a guest ranch in Big Sky, Montana. He knew all about the native plants and wildlife and was a very competent tracker who could identify any species by there scat or track. When ever he came across elk shit, which are little egg shaped pellets he would pick one up and eat it and think for a moment and say "Hmmm... tastes like elk. Elks been through here." Which ofcourse shocked the hell out of the tourons. What he didn't tell them, however, is that he kept little chocolate covered almonds, which look almost identical to elk droppings, in his pocket. And, of course, would eat the chocolate not the elk shit.