For a number of years, our county had a contract with a nearby rendering plant to come and pick up dead animals. It was an awful experience to get behind one of those trucks on a hot day. It was also even funnier to see the driver sitting in the truck, eating a sandwich, and everyone outside heaving and gagging because of the smell.
I have enough land, with no real close neighbors to complain, so I just drag a dead cow to a remote area and let nature take it's course. Our coyote population is way down here, so it's mostly buzzards and possums that do the work.
