zealous trophy
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
inconvenience gives hunters
stuffed animal
burrow for a trap
always causes discomfort
your smell will disappear
pistons or boots
requires maximum
undoubtedly in reservoirs
looking around
which direction
hunting with dogs
hold the lips
little frequented by hunters
hold weapons
cannon can dive
baiting the greyhounds
fresh aspen branches
hares during the night
commensurate with
southern boundary
Hunting mainly at dusk
almost universal hunting
drag it in front of him
In some areas
switched to Pakistan
direct accordance
beast always comes
incidentally captured
impassable scrublands
lower back
freeze their hands
larger fraction
the speakers willingly take
much by speed as by force
flowing lowland
peasants attacked
hunter who raised them
which are even closer
Tyumen region
steal domestic birds
biggest advantage
led to the reorientation
knife and blade
resolutely stopped
meat for them an unusual
