Aside:

In planning for any such scenario, where dealing with "effluent in decomposition" may bring the average person to the point of vomiting/paralysis, consider stocking a couple of jars of "Vick's Vaporub," the generic version of which is called something like "medicated chest rub."

Tightly sealed, it will last forever; and when faced with an obscenely disgusting scent, a little under the nostrils will let people power through and get the job done. (Seem to recall there's a CSI angle, please add stories.)

Like when my cat decided to use a portion of the crawl space as a potty box. "What the heck died down there?" And guess who gets to don coveralls and go do cleanup? Yup, that's me. Pass the Vick's, baby, I'm going in.

/Aside.