Even I couldn't fail to smell the carcass this afternoon; it was rank! Darcy looked so pleased with me for stopping to examine it, as if I'd finally shown her I wasn't entirely devoid of basic survival skills. ;P She was grumpy that I wouldn't allow her any nibbles, but she'll get over that eventually. She did accept part of my lunch before eating some crunchy food, so that's good.
And now I'm taking the shovel out to bury the coyote before it proves too much temptation for any other neighborhood dogs—for that reason, and also because after today, I never want to experience that particular scent again!
I hope your day is going well!