In an old catfish magazine, a fellow wrote an article in which he fished a place for a couple of days, using traditional baits, with no success. He passed a possum that had been hit the day prior, and went back and got it, cut the meat into chunks, and proceeded to catch all the catfish he wanted. The fishing period was during the dog-days of summer. So, you can imagine the stench that possum carried after 24 hrs. of heat and decay.