On the way to the swimming pool, at the bottom of a small quarry I pass, there is a dead dog that is slowly decomposing. The first day I saw it I thought it was sleeping, but now the rib cage is clearly visible. I have to admit it's quite fascinating to watch its transformation and decay from a distance.
Yesterday, there was another dead dog lying in the middle of the road. I'm guessing it was probably hit by a car, and it was already covered in flies and letting out a pungent smell. Thankfully this dog was removed when I made the same walk this morning. It's a different matter when the smell of decay gets in your nostrils.
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