When I worked for the Forest Service we had a program called Watchable Wildlife, which was mostly made up of a bunch of viewing stands set up to see bald eagles, egrets, Indiana bats, and a bunch of mammals, none of which I can remember at this moment. There were also all sorts of pretty interpretive signs to tell you what you were seeing so you knew when to be impressed.
Lori and I always joke about Watchable Wildlife, because the only time we ever see anything exotic it's dead on the side of the road. Animals are extra watchable then. Flat, but watchable. We've seen armadillos (In Missouri! Who knew?), hawks and eagles, deer, foxes, and lots and lots of possums. Oh...and our duck. I got to watch it flattened out in the road in front of our house one night. In the morning it was gone, no doubt to be watched (and eaten) by something or another that eats flattened ducks.
Tonight on my way home from work I had several watchable wildlife moments. The first was when a fox darted out in front of my truck and I had to stand on the brakes to miss him. The second was his spiritual brother, a raccoon that did the same thing a mile up the road. it's always a good day when you get to see them alive, but it's an even better day when you're not the reason they're dead in the first place.