My two brothers and our Dad were in Montana coming down out of the hills returning from hunting and Dad spotted a grouse, one his favorite things to eat. One of my bros got out with his 22 and shot the grouse. As he went over to pick it, a badger came around a tree and started to grab the grouse as PJ was about to pick it up. PJ shouted at the badger as he was startled. The badger started hissing, beared his teeth, and kinda lunged at PJ's hand. PJ still had his 22 in the other hand so he shot the badger. Now he has a nice badger pelt as it was cold and the badger had a nice thick pelt.
Near as he can figure, the badger must have been stalking the grouse as the whole thing happened so fast.