Normal people collect stamps and coins, CDs and concert tees. Some biologists with a zoological bent, like myself, collect roadkill, originally dubbed "road fauna" in 1938 by James Simmons in his book
Roadkill finds often come unexpectedly. I move most away from traffic, sometimes burying them. A few, apparently only stunned, have gotten up and walked away. For an injured animal I seek veterinary help, or talk to it during it's final moments, as I recently did for a deer, unthinkingly ignoring the people in the car it had struck. But unusually well-preserved victims I bring home to obtain the skeleton, either by boiling or burying it in a plastic bag...