That's just being a slob, period. The fact it was something picked up while hunting is incedental at that point.
I went to use a public boat launch one spring right after ice-out and found a pile of four deer remains that had been disposed of like that, right on the fryggin ramp. :cursing: I carry a shovel to clear the ramp of slippery weeds, and that day buried four torn up plastic bags of five month old deer "goo".
We have to pay by the bag for collection where I live. Unfortunately, I am the first house heading out of town where there is nothing but river on one side of the road. Every year I get gifts of dozens of dead Christmas trees, bags full of diapers, kitchen trash, mattresses, etc. How thoughtful of people to bring me all these nice things and place them lovingly on the bank in front of my house so I can appreciate their beauty and odors. But, I can't keep them all so I get to pay 80¢ per bag to throw them out myself. Hope they don't mind.
I'd live to give them something in return.
Preferably low in the abdomen and hollow-pointed.