The scops owls Trunik and Vshtyrik have not tasted the larvae of the beetle of the black-bodied zophobas for so long that as soon as they saw the treat, they forgot that they are wild and independent owls. Vshtyrik got so carried away that he started jumping for a worm on my hand. I'm too slow to serve delicious!
And also in the evenings and at night I began to hear one of the spits making the sounds of the sonar of a submarine. It seems that one of them decided that he was a male. But I do not know who.
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