We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Driving on highway and dirt/gravel road north and then west, we begin to approach our remote lakeside hunting camp. If you tramp through those taiga woods long enough, you will rustle up some grouse, send some black bears running, and interest some coyotes which resemble wolves.
Enough Ruffed Grouse in those birch woods to make for good 20 ga. fun after lunch if you are not a napper, but grouse are not our primary targets up there: