Ewwww, ewwww and ewwwwwwwwww. I think they’d be in the shed.
The dog bum, I think, is down to him using the cat litter tray as an all you can eat buffet. We moved it around today to see if we can stop the midnight munchies he’s so fond of. If it’s not that he’s found something dead in the garden to munch on.
Only time I’ve ever nearly passed out from a smell was when a client brought their dog in they’d been treating for a degloving injury for about 10days. The smell was worse than the sight of the green, oozing, bones and tendons.