She says you don't find many women who want to do that. If Rosie's in the van, Michael doesn't stop for roadkill. Not unless it's really topnotch. Not five minutes after we photographed the flattened cat, Michael spots a bird. He says that I'm good luck.
Dead birds are rare, more desirable than dogs or cats.
He parks the van on the side of the road. All the time we've been talking, Michael has seemed of two minds about his calling. But he never preaches that secular sermon. He just takes pictures of roadkill. Michael waits till no cars are coming then walks to the center of the road and deliberately sets up his three shots.