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