I've seen a lot of dead critters on and by the road over the past two years of wandering around the West. Mostly rodents, with the occasional dog, coyote or deer. But this morning there was a huge smear of blood on the pavement leading to a steer in the ditch.
That couldn't have been good for whatever and whomever hit it.
As I was wondering how one carts away a half ton of beef, I rounded the next curve and saw a rancher coming with a front end loader. Ah. It would still be quite a chore.