Hear this 'clandestine dumping' of badgers on the road by farmers thing quite often.
But think about it, why would we do that, when we have acres of space to do it privately, if we were so minded.
Especially after having'stored' them for a while to go mouldy??
It's most likely been unearthed from the hedge by a fox or another badger, having once been hit by a car, then crawled into hedge to die.
I do have to use electric fences to keep badgets off my crops.. Principally broadbeans and sweetcorn,
But I don't kill them..
This did cross my mind while I was moving it and having my Poirot moment.
Poirot: Regardez, 'Astings. This badger is not freshly dead.
Hastings: But dash it all, Poirot, how did a mouldy dead badger get into the middle of the road? Surely no one would store it until it was ripe, and then dump it here? Why not bury it in a field?
Poirot: Patience, mon ami. Poirot will reveal all ...
Hastings: Look out Poirot, mind where you tread, don't step in ...
Poirot: Zut! Ze leetle grey cells. All over my shoes.