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Pretty much all but the larger skulls.
A while back, before he figured to make a fortune growing wine grapes, a neighbor had what he called his "gut tree" in a back pasture.
It was really just a pit he would fill and re-dig elsewhere every few years.
Everyone could use it and it was simple, except that Turkey Vultures (buzzards) don't like to feed below grade because they can't spot predators as well as needing a runway to get in the air.
Turned in to just being a hole full of offal.
Another tale is when I had a big cow die of old age and I dragged out to my spot. Thinking I would help the vultures and crows and such get into the goodies in her belly, I turned her on her back with her legs in the air.
Usually the sharp-eyed vultures are on carcasses right now (enough so that we joke about not taking a nap in the open), but mamma cow just lay there for days, unattended.
I finally figured out that the cleanup crew was not interested in a four-poster bed and pulled her back on her side. Took about a half hour for the usual proceedings to start. It was a 28-bird feeder at one point.
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