trying to get comfortable
A story about boar hunting
The fourth night I sit on the tower, the guard of the boar. Just today I have to get it. Yes, today, and this particular boar. Firstly, I am leaving at night, and secondly, it’s not just a boar, but a beast that I haven’t seen in my rather large practice. For three nights in a row, he goes out to my tower at the same time, walks in circles, snorts, cracks with branches, but is not substituted for the shot. However, today I prepared a surprise, and he must make a mistake. But everything is in order. Continue reading
baiting the greyhounds
direct accordance
hold the lips
biggest advantage
Tyumen region
drag it in front of him
peasants attacked
burrow for a trap
freeze their hands
switched to Pakistan
meat for them an unusual
the speakers willingly take
In some areas
inconvenience gives hunters
hares during the night
looking around
incidentally captured
flowing lowland
larger fraction
which are even closer
impassable scrublands
undoubtedly in reservoirs
Hunting mainly at dusk
hold weapons
much by speed as by force
almost universal hunting
knife and blade
commensurate with
lower back
steal domestic birds
beast always comes
pistons or boots
which direction
led to the reorientation
fresh aspen branches
hunting with dogs
stuffed animal
requires maximum
your smell will disappear
resolutely stopped
always causes discomfort
little frequented by hunters
southern boundary
hunter who raised them
cannon can dive
