The warning is necessary, and I'll explain why shortly.

Anyone who reads these Journals knows that I've been house sitting for a friend's mother for the last week. By House sitting I really mean watching her animals. And by watching her animals I mean I am babysitting 8 children (7 cats and 1 dog).
Anyways, This place is gross. It's by far the messiest house I've ever been in in my entire life. No matter where I go in my life I can rest easy knowing that no place will ever be as gross as this place. I cleaned out the living room on the first day. I filled 13 Hefty bags with Trash and burned it in a fire pit out in the back yard. I cleaned out one of the bedrooms the next day, so I could have somewhere to sleep. Another 5 Hefty Bags. The filth in this house is literally waist deep, and ranges from empty beer bottles to moldy pizza to random electronics.
Anyways today I decided to tackle the back rooms. There were literal rolling hills of garbage. I grabbed a snow Shovel, Grabbed some more Hefty Bags, put on some rubber gloves, Pulled my bandanna over my mouth and nose, and started shoveling. About halfway through something started smelling really really really bad. Bad enough to scare the cats off that were following me, I had to pull back and Vomit in the bathroom.

WARNING!!!!!! Do not read further if you have a weak stomache
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This is where it gets Disturbing.
A few months Ago these people Had 8 cats. One of them (His name was Ceaser) went missing, and they assumed that someone let the cat outside and were all ten kinds of distraught. Ceaser was an old bastard, like 14 years old. And he lived in a very unhealthy environment.
Anyways, I continued shoveling, this time I pulled a second bandanna over my face after smoking a menthol and rubbing some Vicks on my upper lip. The smell was still overpowering, It almost smelled like Raw meat left out in the sun. And then I uncovered it.
The Corpse of Ceaser still had bits of fur attached to him here and there, but for the most part the maggots had done their job. You are reading this correctly, I uncovered a decomposing cat corpse. Safe to say I vomited again. This time I couldn't make it to the bathroom. Fortunately there was an old cat litter bucket nearby.
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Poor Ceaser, I honestly have no Idea what to do with him. Safe to say I am thoroughly dumbfounded. I did Put him in a Shoe box ( I was out of stuff to vomit up at this point) But I really don't know what I should do. Do i go out back and Bury him? Do I let the Family know? Do i call somebody to report this?
I Don't think I could bring myself to report this, They're such a nice family, and honestly the cat boxes are the cleanest things in this house. They do a great Job taking care of the cats, and Dog. I suppose under the piles of trash I probably wouldn't of Noticed Ceaser either. And this place always smells terrible, so I wouldn't doubt that it escaped notice.
I really just don't know what to do or say ._.


TL;DR I was cleaning the Backrooms and found a dead cat.