That one reminds me of a place my dad went in to rehabilitate for the credit union my mother worked for that had repossessed it. Former owners had left the dogs in one of the bedrooms, presumably all the time for a couple years. There was six inches of dogshit on the floor, only spot clear was where they opened the door to be able to throw more dogfood, all the empty bags were in there as well.
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