I don't understand hunters, to put it mildly. They come, wander around for a day with a scope, and then they just plonk themselves down in a tree and shoot, sometimes at each other. Not enough food?
I really don't understand how this is possible. Wild boars are friends wandering through the forest, hunting for something, and the other wild boars are waiting. Wolves are all around anyway.
They come, wander around for a day with a scope, and then they just plonk themselves down in a tree and shoot, sometimes at each other.
Not enough food?
I really don't understand how this is possible.
Wild boars are friends wandering through the forest, hunting for something, and the other wild boars are waiting.
Wolves are all around anyway.
How can such beauty be possible?