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| Check perky hunting |
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| hunting with fatigue and more |
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| Game between Dick and the new girl Vanilla |
Dick became acquainted with Vanilla who just arrived to replace the late Dick Groia
raced after a squirrel barks to the hunter arrives and takes 
stopped, it shows the place with snout 
He waits and nothing happens because the squirrel, I could not photograph it because it was hidden by foliage
Being bigger than the Citizen Dick, I I saw him in the hay before the end of May 
He looked at me, but a pig may look a bishop. Dick did not see but he felt his corona. Dick, as the cavalry charge barked, alas too late to join the native fleeing 
Back patrol in the forest spring of Little Siberia 
Language pending
Search Bath 
After bathing 
Dick has lifted a pheasant hunting photo I took 
From far away, close-up blur 
Between two periods Hunting 
Tasting of a pigeon 
Peinard 
Niche winter 
Maw 
The new boyfriend named Dick aka Tito Monte en l'Air 
Cohabitation 
Guardian pumpkin 
The breeder chickens upscale gave Dick a chicken that the wheel of his tractor was crushed. He ate everything except the feathers that are parties to the wind. Dick then slept all night. 
Dick also likes the menu nutria 
In green pastures, you are my shepherd o! Lord, as the hymn says. Dick heard in the distance, the bell announcing Castelner mass of the festival.
This is not the pig in the corn but the dick. If my Lumix DMC TZ7 was a size 14, I ate a hen pheasant Carougne (goose feather) 
Soft light of the first autumn evening just before the continuation of India (deer) by Yankee cavalry (Dick). I do not see anything, but I hear the sounds (barking) decrescendo horn at night in the woods ... Before returning, lolling tongue and Indian on the run ... 
Looking bloodthirsty Goya 
When I was born, I was called Goya, as the great English who painted his country's blood. Alas, shortly after we cut them to me and I swelled like an ox grasslands of Him. Now they call me Groia. I do not care because I hunt whenever I want. I do not know, nor Bougrine Dubourg, or Bardot or Nihous, neither the permit nor the card company nor open, nor beaten, nor pandores nor guards, nor the people of Brussels.
And when there are the meals organized by hunters, I'm garbage
Groia I was the terror of the young rabbits, chicks, field mice, mice and anything that moves as long as Dick leaves me .
the night of August 31, 2010, the Goya was crushed by a car outside the church of his village.
Looking serene
In full race 
A background 
That deer, rabbits and pheasants Early Siberia (southern canton of Hagetmau and the township of Amu) is planquent, Dick is in shape for September 13.  |
| Tito aka Monte took up his winter quarters, but the birds or mice do, however gaffe |
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| Dick gentrified areas of Biscay to Cape |
The rain tap dancing, fire crackles in the hearth, nobody goes on the road, and Goya
Dick repeat to turn the desert of the Tartars ...
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