Since you mentioned about what to do with your "presents" I will tell you about my own pet cementary. My house fronts a rather busy road and the first year we moved in I walked outside to find the first animal laying in the driveway. A month later, another. A week later another. It was good that I got one great neighbor who drags them down the driveway ( I won't partake in this event) and he buries them for me. So far to this date, we got 2 chickens, 55 raccoons, and things which I can't and won't even describe what they once was in life. One day while sitting out on the deck my brother said, " that is a great place for a gazebo." Yeah... in his dreams.