He lived in the village until the age of 17. Many different livelihoods were held: goats, cows, chickens, fasans. Once upon a time I caught a wild cat in the lake. He put them in a cage and went to sleep. In the middle of the night, I went out to the toilet, and next to the cage with the cracks, the mother duck stood. The children jumped in the cage, grizzled, the mother is still standing, does not leave. He opened the cage and let everyone go.
Since then, he has never hunted or caught anyone. Mom... She is Mom.