I live on five acres with several neighbors hidden behind trees (leaves have dropped, we can see each others' houses for now). Three acres are forest, the other two are ours to play with. These three deer have been eating our compost for a few weeks now and are regular visitors. Looks like a large female and two younger deer. I don't speak hunting, guns or seasons. We just bought a freezer and are looking to fill it. My neighbor says he'll give me a beaver if he kills it. It's poverty 101. See food, eat food. All you richy-rich people talking about spending rent money to buy grass-fed meat, guns, licenses, education and ammo haven't ever had to think things through that far, I guess. It's cute to spout laws and regulations, too. And for the wealthy with too much free time and the insatiable urge to just kill stuff for fun, those regulations have a real purpose. But for genuine humans with no silver spoon in their mouths, there's this cold, hard reality. I just turned 30 and my wife won't let me even try to reproduce with her unless there's money in the bank. I could drop dead any day, never having reproduced. And celibacy is crap. How many years am I supposed to live like a monk? If I waste my money trying to do things the right way, I'll never have a family. Is that what you want? Nobody would want that for anybody. So if I can eat that deer, I'm going to. I don't have a whole lot of options otherwise.
Steak, eggs, potatoes - fruits, nuts, berries and forage. Coconut milk and potent herbs and spices. Tea instead of coffee now and teeny amounts of kelp daily. Let's see how this does! Not really had dairy much, and gut seems better for it.