For those of us who

Make turkey soup with the carcass.

You just reminded me, unintentionally of course, of a house in Titusville, Florida where I installed cable TV one day in late January of 1988. The owners had what looked to be a leftover Turkey from Christmas still on their dining room table! As if that didn't have me gagging, there was what looked to be an even older moldier carcass with just a few bones left still in its aluminum pan beside the door, apparently for their cats. I have to mention, these were white people, and though from the outside the home appeared rather normal, this was possibly the most disgusting home I've ever entered in my life. I tried to hold my breath and not touch anything I didn't have to for most of the time I was indoors installing their cable TV, and when I finished I ran home and bathed twice. The stuff nightmares are made of!