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