I read a story from past years about how a cat tried to spire and pull home (on the balcony) a three-kilogram bag with a hammer.
This is the story of my mother.
A long time ago, even in the time of Khrushchev, she worked as a geologist in the province in the organization "Intercolchozprojekt". The essence of this work was as follows: the collegiate farm is going to build some object (a cowhouse there or a vegetable warehouse), they first order the project. The first thing geologists and geodesists go to the site - they mark the territory, study the soil and give a conclusion - introductory for designers.
So my mother went with a geodeticist to one of the collages to the customers.
Geodeticist - with his main instruments - the theodolite in a canvas bag and a stall - a three-legged in his hand. In the right place, he began to install this treadmill, putting a bag with theodolit on the ground. At this time, a colloquial pig ran and, thinking that there was something delicious in the bag, grabbed it and took it.
to run. At that time, it was not usual to feed pigs in the collages - the Communist Party only tried to raise the agriculture in words, pigs (and the rest of the cattle too) lived on foot food and were, according to my mother, roasted on high and thin legs, in one word - goats.
(or to the border) In general, the young guy - a geodeticist could not catch a pig.
Theodolitus was able to take away from her only when the pig went into a hole in the fence - the theodolitus stuck.