Okay you have asked and I see that your dogs in your avatar must have heard the word squirrel.
Think of this more as an intermission and not a hijacking of a thread.
Few years back at the old house, we had a lot of squirrels and raccoons. The squirrels and I became friends. I would either leave some nuts on a branch of the tree, the top of the fence post, and a few of them, while I was sitting on the back steps would come up and take peanuts out of my hand.
Well one day when I was getting ready to go to my daughter's soccer tournament I pulled my bike out to park it under the tree right before I left, as I stepped off the bike I damn near stepped onto the squirrel. Poor little guy was dead in the gutter, looking familiar I didn't want to just throw him into the garbage cuz it was going to be another 6 days before pickup. I decided I'd throw him into the saddle bag inside of a garbage bag and drop him off at a garbage can out there at the tournament.
It was about a 20-minute ride. When I got there I had forgotten about him in the saddlebag and after the game while walking up to the bike I remembered the damn squirrel is in my saddle bag. So I open it up and the poor little bastard has been cooking in the heat from the exhaust for close to an hour now, man did it stink.
So I pulled him out of there and dropped him into the garbage bin and off to home I go. The saddlebag smelled so bad for so many days, no matter what I sprayed in there. Lesson learned , no more transporting dead animals in the saddle bags of any of my bikes.