Is there a boar of people. Who is a wild boar? Is wild boar dangerous for humans?
American aspirin
All diseases come from Americans. From America. Even if this is just a conspiracy joke, it still sounds disgusting. Even if this is true, it is still disgusting. What do the Americans have to do with it? Where are the Americans and where is your rectal fistula? Did the Americans force you to take American aspirin for arthritis? And are you really sure that this fistula of yours was formed from American aspirin? You read about this connection on the Internet, you want to believe that American aspirin is to blame, because it is American, because it has such a treacherous name. American aspirin, American imperialism...
After his mistress’s call, Bogatyrev thought about his ailments: kidney stones, fungus, fistula, teeth, joints. The mistress was young, her name was Masha, she was studying to be a journalist. Masha said that she had a cold on her lip again, maybe herpes. That she didn’t get a cold so often before. “Before,” Bogatyrev realized, “that’s before him.”
Masha spent weekends with him. Before her arrival, Bogatyrev vacuumed the apartment, disinfected the sinks, bathtub, toilet, and changed the bed linen. Masha liked that he not only looked clean, but was also so. Now, Bogatyrev thought, she will begin to doubt the authenticity of his purity, now she may think that he grooms his feathers not only to seduce her, but also not to inadvertently infect her with something. He once had gonorrhea, was tested for AIDS, and once had scabies. Once upon a time, his wife was afraid of catching “some other nasty thing” from him when she was diagnosed with chlamydia. He swore that he had not cheated on her, he almost revealed that he had no one before her, he wanted to note that it was not for her, but for him (after their common chlamydia) to convict her of infidelity. He and his wife lived for a couple of years, in mutual suspicion. Now he was fifty, and the student Masha was twenty. He could not tell her that he attracts thirty-three misfortunes, that all staphylococci and bird flu our time. Because he himself did not believe in his lust for evil, in his involuntary sacrifice, in his bad chosenness. It is shameful and criminal to act as a carrier of infection, if, of course, I really have such an infection, if this herpes is not the same, excuse me, the notorious chlamydia of a virgin...
“Perhaps it’s not herpes or a cold? - Bogatyrev suggested over the phone. - Perhaps it was I who rubbed you with my stubble, with my unbearable kisses? Perhaps I need to shave?
“No, you have good stubble, stylish. And the shaved ones look sluggish, sorry. And your kisses are good,” Masha answered.
"Will you come?"
“I’ll come as soon as the bobo dries out a little.”
"Come today."
"Let's do it tomorrow. Otherwise I’ll infect you again.”
"I'm not afraid. I can infect anyone myself. I love your cold.”
He thought that he had never had such cozy sex with anyone, only with Masha. With others, sex was wild, and insatiable, and unconscious, and careless, and flimsy, and pathetic, free and, on the contrary, anxious, unhappy, strong, cheerful. But only with Masha sex was comfortable. Masha exclaimed in a simple-minded, provincial way: “How good!”
He knew that he wouldn’t be enough for much, that the age difference would affect her, that Masha would need sex not only on the weekend, but also during the week. He was afraid that he would start to get tired of her. Masha was smooth and slow. Last Sunday she took a particularly long time to get home to her dorm. Her parents from Voronezh called her several times a day. She was disingenuous, insisting that she was in the dorm, but that she couldn’t talk on Skype because the electricity had suddenly been cut off. Masha said that her dad probably didn’t believe her, that she had to go back to the dorm, get in touch with her father on Skype, so that her father could see the interior of her room. “My parents,” Masha smiled, “began to think that I had found myself a boyfriend. I didn’t find it, but I did find it. They would be curious to see this guy, but they would never say so themselves.
“They are delicate for me.” “Are they happy or worried?” “Dad is worried, but mom is probably happy.”
Bogatyrev wondered: does she love him? Or rather, not so: will she love him?
Masha did not wear the blouse, bracelet, or jacket that he gave her. He never smelled the perfume he presented to her. The lingerie he bought her turned out to be a little too big. She said, "Oh, red panties!" She only wore them once. She was ashamed of his gifts. She knew that there were three types of gifts: gifts-in-payment, premature gifts and pointless gifts. The first type was out of the question in the relationship between Masha and Bogatyrev. Masha herself would, of course, like to receive gifts that were pointless, and not premature. But his gifts looked precisely like premature ones, like future propitiations. Masha asked Bogatyrev: “Why is this? After all, it’s not my birthday and today is not New Year" She thought that with his gifts he thanked her for the fact that she did not think about gifts as payment.
Bogatyrev was surprised how quickly and how often he began to confess his love to Masha. He had never called anyone his beloved so casually before. Masha was also amazed and delighted by these confessions; she began to answer him: “And I love you very much.” It seemed to him that his mellifluousness arose in defiance of his previous many years of stiffness and skepticism towards beautiful words and unexamined feelings. It seemed to him that sooner or later any person needs to start talking about the good, the unspeakable, love. He thought that at his age, singing love was the same as calling for it. He was afraid that Masha might perceive his compliments as hasty, from the category of the same premature gifts.
Masha could not be called a beauty - chiseled, flirtatious, unforgettable. He understood how inappropriate the epithet “darling” was for her, but more and more often he addressed her that way. She was young and tender, and her large nose was young and tender. Bogatyrev knew that now he did not need exciting beauty. He now needed tenderness and lightness. He needed oblivion from a confidential embrace.
They loved to lie on the bed: Masha watched cartoons, The Simpsons, and Bogatyrev surfed the Internet. Occasionally she looked at his monitor: “Oh, how you love politics!” He usually got angry when people spied on him. But with her he did not have time to change his face, next moment Masha laughed at the crazy Homer and Bart. Sometimes he told her that being interested in politics was not only fun, but also extremely instructive, especially for journalists. Sometimes lovers talked about politics. Bogatyrev was amazed: Masha professed Marxism, she praised Lenin, Stalin, she insisted that there were only two components of humanity - the proletarians and the bourgeoisie, the oppressed and the oppressors. He asked: where do you see the working class in the globalized world? He assured her that now capitalists are also among the oppressed, that they are oppressed by post-capitalists and various financial and marketing superstructures. Bogatyrev loved Putin, Masha said that Putin was for the oligarchs. Of the recent leaders, she was more impressed by Yeltsin: he had the right, in her opinion, national policy, he provided national autonomies as much sovereignty as they desired. This, they say, was Leninist. Bogatyrev clutched his head: this was precisely what was destroying Russia.
He told her that she was too feminine for leftist views, that communism was for feminists. She smiled politely, as if she was dismissing him. He ranted: she needs to become a St. Petersburg person, go into journalism with intelligent topics, St. Petersburg people cannot stand loudness, they are insinuating, secretive, quiet, they are on their own and value only their own. “Are you with them?” - asked Masha. “No, I’m a stranger to them. And they will accept you into their circle for your restraint while you are young.”
It’s a strange thing, thought Bogatyrev, humanity is divided into liberals and conservatives (in our case, patriots). Liberals believe that patriots cannot be smart. Patriots believe that liberals cannot be kind. The easiest thing to say is that both are mistaken. Bogatyrev thought that he, as a patriot who does not want to be inert, likes to look for kindness in liberals. It was in liberals that he was ready to elevate compassion into mercy, and mercy into kindness. We must scold our own people, we must praise others. He remembered how two of his colleagues behaved, to whom he once complained about bad feeling. He asked if anyone had any painkillers with them - their joints were aching. One of them, a kind woman and by all accounts a patriot, who herself used to suffer from sudden attacks of pain and therefore, of course, kept some kind of medicine in her purse, suggested that he would have time to run to the pharmacy on the corner during his lunch break The other one, whom he considered a liberal, at least- according to conversations, without saying a word, she flew off somewhere and ten minutes later returned with a Nise tablet, and the next day she brought some kind of healing ointment and a special plaster. Bogatyrev was happy to understand that patriots and liberals could change places in life circumstances. He thought that patriots had a correct picture of the world in their heads, while liberals had a distorted one. But is love really a picture of the world? Love is born regardless of the picture of the world. The spirit breathes where it wants. And you say American aspirin...
Patience, Bogatyrev was convinced, can be bright and jubilant. But it shouldn't be desired. Patience is nobility. The more patient a person is, the more noble he is. Patience, not tolerance. In patience there is work, self-deprecation. Tolerance is the norm of decency. I want to be meek. Meekness is joyful patience. A hat elevates, a cap depresses - I choose the cap.
Will Masha come? - Bogatyrev was worried. When she said that she was now reading Granin and that she liked Granin, what the hell made me say: “How can you read Granin when you haven’t read Platonov? If you really want to read Soviet ones, read better than Yuri Trifonov."
Why did he tell her that he loved her too? Soviet Union, but the ubiquitous queues and dignified saleswomen drove him to the point of nausea, to vomiting without vomiting?
Byzantine heat
Vadim Ivanovich thought that in Byzantium, that living, dead one, it was not as swelteringly hot as it was in St. Petersburg this summer. It was, of course, hot then in Cappadocia, Syria, and Thessaloniki, but there was no such painful heat, such impotent stuffiness, but it was warm, just like summer, glorious, smooth, oppressive.
Vadim Ivanovich was returning from his son on foot along the side of the highway. The son lived nearby with his common-law wife, whom it was funny for him to call exactly that, he still called her “my girlfriend,” and she called him “my boyfriend.” The son caught a cold from the air conditioner, coughed convulsively, and was annoyed by the double-edged heat - atmospheric and physical. The father brought his son honey and raspberries. The son did not like honey, but was happy with raspberries. “Eat raspberries,” my father said, “with a tablespoon, eat greedily and tomorrow you will wake up like a cucumber.” “Eat raspberries, and you’ll wake up like a cucumber,” giggled her son’s proud girlfriend. “How long will they live together? - thought the father. “Is my son one-loving, is he a faithful person, reliable, responsible?”
My father loved to walk along the side of the road. When you walk through the very sun, when you overcome the heat on the way, when cars rush past and take away another life, when the heated asphalt and gasoline vapors remind you of childhood, then Byzantium, and Donetsk and Lugansk, where houses collapse and people die under shelling, become closer Ukrainian howitzers.
Vadim Ivanovich saw that in this area, in the Vesyoly village, St. Petersburg was like Donetsk and Lugansk. Although in Donetsk there are streets with boutiques, similar to Bolshoi Avenue of the Petrograd Side. Perhaps even now in Donetsk, as in Damascus, some boutiques continue to open and wait in their coolness for the extravagant dandy who will buy a Brunello Cucinelli cashmere cardigan for winter. Some people there, in Donetsk, now need a Kiton or a Tom Ford along with their bread. There are such eccentrics who must remain eccentrics even in war.
Last Sunday, Vadim Ivanovich himself walked through the St. Petersburg boutiques on Bolshaya Konyushennaya and Staronevsky. He asked them (to admire - not to buy) neither crocodile leather shoes nor silk polo shirts, he asked if they had a sixth-class body armor. It seemed to him that the salespeople in the boutiques were not surprised by his question. It seemed to him that they looked at him not with understanding, but with reverence, not with delight, but with torment. One salesman told him, “You look like a real buyer.” Another female salesperson suddenly anticipated Vadim Ivanovich’s words: “Are you looking for a high-quality bulletproof vest?” “Yes,” he said, delighted. “Unfortunately, they haven’t delivered it to us yet.” “Thank God they didn’t bring her,” Vadim Ivanovich looked into her eyes. “Yes, thank God,” the saleswoman sighed. He wasn’t being crazy at all: he wasn’t interested in a specific brand of body armor - Zilli or Prado - he was interested in a good quality, life-saving body armor.
Vadim Ivanovich understood that he was now dressed at home indifferently, like a Donetsk “quilted jacket” - in long shorts fluttering on his thick legs, in a long T-shirt, shod in sandals, under which at first he was tempted to put on white socks, but he could not to overcome his biased sense of taste, he walked barefoot, looking at his dusty fingers - the fingers of an old dandy and renegade. Real men and women stood at the bus stop, at the store, at the watermelon stand. Only the peaceful mountain of watermelons in his St. Petersburg Cheerful Village could not resemble Donetsk; everything else was Donetsk, dried out, hot, fawn, dear, sad, patient. But the watermelons, if desired, could be mistaken for a wide-spread camouflage coat - pockmarked, khaki.
This summer vacation Vadim Ivanovich spent in the city. Travel agencies collapsed one after another. Vadim Ivanovich did not know how to go to resorts like a savage. Vadim Ivanovich did not start a dacha. He decided to devote August to reading the multi-volume History Byzantine Empire F.I. Uspensky. Vadim Ivanovich said that he plunges into this History as if into a vat of dead water. The Roman history of T. Mommsen will become a vat of living water. Without dead water And living water not alive. Without dead water, living water is not born.
Before lunch, Vadim Ivanovich was reading in the apartment. Vadim Ivanovich did not turn on the fan. He liked that the air temperature was about the same as it had been hundreds of years ago in Byzantium. Sometimes, to get a draft, Vadim Ivanovich opened not only the windows, but also front door. The neighbors on the landing, Tajik migrant workers, looked into the hallway in surprise, found Vadim Ivanovich in shorts and with a book and, smiling knowingly, left without a trace, like some Persians or Seljuks.
After lunch, Vadim Ivanovich went to the park to read. On weekdays the benches were free. It seemed to him that a breeze was flying from the muddy Okkervil River. The crowns of the trees sometimes swayed. Cars rushed noisily in the distance. Vadim Ivanovich closed his eyes and imagined the patriarchal brocade, red leather imperial shoes. He was amazed at how routinely people in Byzantium were blinded, pretenders to the royal throne and competitors were blinded, how at the behest of a brother they blinded their brother, how at the behest of a mother they blinded their son with the heat from a steel blade heated in the fire.
Vadim Ivanovich visited the center of St. Petersburg a couple of times during his vacation. He wanted to go to the Hermitage or the Russian Museum, but all the attractions were attacked by tourists. They were not afraid of long, sweaty queues at museum ticket offices. It was as if the guests of St. Petersburg, just like Vadim Ivanovich, were afraid that they would no longer have another opportunity to enjoy artistic masterpieces. To clear his cultural conscience, Vadim Ivanovich only visited the museum-apartment of F.M. Dostoevsky in Kuznechny Lane. Here the coolness came not from the air conditioners, but from the thick walls. At the entrance, Vadim Ivanovich liked the poster with the modernized appearance of Dostoevsky - in tight jeans on strong, crooked legs.
Walking along Nevsky Prospekt in the direct rays of the sun was a special, ideological self-torture. It’s fitting for elderly buffoons, Vadim Ivanovich grimaced, to receive an apoplectic stroke on Nevsky.
He thought about the suddenness of insanity, the gaiety of violence, the lethargy of cruelty. Is it really possible, thought Vadim Ivanovich, that the current powers - the Anglo-Saxons, the Russians, and the Ukrainians - will be able to live out the rest of their lives in lies? They want a half-day success, a PR success. Is it really a series of such PR successes that constitutes thorny path modern man?
The young do not foresee war. They trust old people to foresee war. The heat makes the old people think about the end of the world, the young people think about the yearning of love because of the heat. Vadim Ivanovich did not know whether he and his son would be on the same side of the barricade or on different ones. I didn’t know whether he would be with strangers and enemies for the sake of his son, whether he would bend his soul for the sake of his son. I didn’t know if my son would betray his heart. He didn’t know if his son would disown him. Vadim Ivanovich knew that he would not renounce his son. He will not renounce love-pride, love-pity, love-forgiveness, fatherly love.
From the Byzantine heat, Vadim Ivanovich removed from the shelf either Ignatius Brianchaninov or Proust. One was powerful, the other was magnificent. Even after the thunderstorm this August, the cold weather passed quickly. So quickly that there was no time to breathe freshness. A moment later the gas chamber resumed. The thunderstorms were some kind of Turkish, superficial, like in Antalya. Some kind of heavenly, not reaching the earth.
Anatoly Buzuluksky (St. Petersburg), prose writer, member of the Union of Writers of Russia, author of two books of prose ("Anti-Petersburg Prose", "The Time of Sergeant Nikolaev") and many magazine publications ("Banner", "Star", "Neva", "Volga" , "Khreshchatyk", "Interpoetry", etc.). Winner of the N.V. Gogol Prize. Works were included in the long and short lists of the awards: " Big Book", "National bestseller", "Yasnaya Polyana", "Non-conformism", etc.
The wild boar is a carrier of dangerous infectious diseases of pigs. In this regard, it is necessary to monitor its populations located in areas where pig farming is developed. It is known that these territories (including most of Eastern Europe And Western Siberia) are occupied by the so-called indeterminate form of wild boar, which is a cross that arose from subspecies of wild and breeds of domestic pigs.
Academic geneticists and zoologists have never been interested in this, since the named form of wild boar is not a natural subspecies form. Specialists Agriculture For obvious reasons, she was not interested either. The main ones the culprits of the appearance of indeterministic wild boars are game managers who, as a rule, do not study population structure.
Meanwhile It is this form of wild boar that forms “paths” for the spread of ASF throughout Russia. Without knowing the population structure, migration routes and territorial location different phenogroups of wild boar, it is problematic to give any practical recommendations.
There is an exit: carrying out mass genetic analysis of wild boars from certain points of the range of this species.
The analysis is based on deciphering the nucleotide sequences of mitochondrial DNA in individual individuals and then using special methods data processing - receiving necessary information. The department for monitoring migrations and welfare of wild animals has already collected several hundred samples from different points of the range, some of them have already been processed and analyzed by the institute’s staff. Preliminary findings were published in the scientific press (Varnakov, Dankvert et al., 2011); (Sung Kyoung Kim, Kyung Seok Lee et al., 2012); (Davydova, Varnakov et al., 2013). Currently, the institute's staff continues research in this direction.
The intraspecific taxonomy of the wild boar and the size of the species have not yet been finally established. In the territory Russian Federation and the CIS countries, there are five subspecies of wild boar, although the exact boundaries of some subspecies have not been determined. Descriptions of wild boar subspecies are usually given based on materials from G.P. Adlerberg (1930, 1933), Yu.A. Filipchenko (1933), I.I. Sokolova (1959, 1963). Among modern researchers, significant work was carried out by P.G. Kozlo (1975) on the characteristics of the European subspecies of wild boar based on materials in Belovezhskaya Pushcha and the Berezinsky Nature Reserve. In the 70s last century, the Institute of Cytology and Genetics of the USSR Academy of Sciences carried out a number of works on the genetic and morphofunctional characteristics of wild boars in comparison with domestic pigs. Based on blood group studies, not only subspecies differences in wild boar were determined, but also separate population forms of some subspecies were identified according to various systems alleles.
As a result of the work carried out, significant concentrations of alleles in North Caucasian wild boars, characteristic of many breeds of domestic pigs. According to these data, North Caucasian wild boars are closer to the Eastern European form of wild boar (V.N. Tikhonov et al., 1985). They interbreed well with domestic pigs when the latter are kept free-range on farmland. Such content is typical for the southern regions, and, unfortunately, we cannot determine the duration of such coexistence. This practice is very vicious, since southern wild boar populations turned out to be “contaminated” with the genes of domestic pigs:
- Wild boars differ from domestic pigs in their stronger constitution and vitality.
- Hybrids have a high risk of contracting infectious diseases.
When carrying out work on the resettlement of wild boar on the territory of the European part of Russia in the 50-80s of the last century used boars of four subspecies:
- European subspecies of wild boar;
- Romanian (North Caucasian) subspecies of wild boar;
- Central Asian subspecies of wild boar;
- Far Eastern subspecies of wild boar.
The bulk of animals released into hunting farms were animals caught in the North Caucasus (North Caucasian or Romanian subspecies). According to the most conservative estimates, more than 3,000 of them were produced. Boars of different subspecies were haphazardly released into the same farms.
In the 90s of the last century and at the beginning of the current one, some “hunting experts” decided to contribute to the reconstruction natural communities. To increase the number of wild boars in hunting grounds began to crossbreed wild animals with domestic ones, explaining this by the fact that the resulting hybrids:
- firstly, they are less inclined to migrate;
- secondly, supposedly such females give birth to two offspring per year.
Until recently, these “Michurin experiments” were carried out first in open-air cages, and then with subsequent releases of mixed-breed animals into hunting grounds in Moscow, Smolensk and other regions of the European part of the Russian Federation.
Unfortunately, currently work continues to resettle this hybrid boar, which is caught in central and southern regions European part of Russia, taken to the north and east - to the Urals and further to Siberia - and released to places where he had not lived before. Animals form new habitats. Releases into the habitats of aboriginal groups will lead to a weakening of the health status and susceptibility to viral diseases of these populations of wild boars and their offspring.
- ban the catching of wild boar in the European part of Russia for resettlement in new places;
- prohibit the crossing of wild boar in hunting farms with domestic pigs and the release of such hybrids into the hunting grounds;
- reduce the number of wild boar (population densities) in the lands to indicators that are ecologically consistent with these biotopes.
When keeping wild boars in enclosures on a farm, it is necessary to carry out sanitary and preventive measures:
- construction of enclosures in new places for keeping wild boars with a double fence around the perimeter with a distance of at least 5 meters;
- carrying out disinfection in the old old enclosures and quarantine for 40 days;
- populating new enclosures with animals from genetically pure populations;
- compliance with sanitary and veterinary requirements.
Head of the Department for Monitoring Migration and Welfare of Wild Animals
A. Varnakov
The wild boar is a representative of the artiodactyl order. This animal is also called a boar. Tamed by distant ancestors, he became the progenitor of domestic pig breeds. In areas where there are a lot of wild boars, the animals can harm the forest. Wild boars destroy bird nests and feed in fields and vegetable gardens. Boars can attack hunters and represent serious danger. To learn about safety when meeting a wild boar, you should study its habits.
Appearance, character and habits
The sight of a boar speaks of strength and ferocity. The shape of the body and strong legs help to get through bushes, and sharp fangs protect against enemies.
The wild pig has:
- elongated head;
- long legs;
- erect ears;
- large fangs;
- hard fur.
The muzzle, tail and body are black, dark brown, black-brown. Small individuals weigh 45 kg, large ones - up to 300 kg. Animals reach up to 2 meters in length and 110 cm in height. Males have long fangs, females short. The offspring have stripes on the body, which allows them to camouflage themselves from enemies. Females live in groups of up to 50 individuals, in which an experienced female is the leader. Males lead a solitary existence and visit the herd only in mating season. At night and during the day, wild boars like to rest. They go out to feed at dusk or early in the morning.
Many people are interested in knowing what the wild boar eats in the forest. These animals have excellent hearing and sense of smell, but poor vision. With their fangs, animals pull rhizomes and tubers from the ground, which are their main food.
Their diet includes:
- acorns;
- berries;
- nuts;
- leaves:
- grass;
- worms;
- fish;
- frogs, snakes;
- bird eggs.
Boars are excellent swimmers and can easily cross rivers. Animals run fast. During the mating season, males fight for the female. She brings from 2 to 12 piglets. Boars can resist wolves, leopards and even bears. Wild boar is often hunted, usually to show off hunting skill. Believe is the most noble trophy for a hunter. These animals can be found in many areas.
Habitat
Interested to know where the wild boar lives? The most favorite habitat is wetlands and wooded areas. Representatives of the genus live in Europe, Asia, India, Africa, and the Middle East. England, Sweden, North America. Animals live in middle lane, in the Moscow region, Krasnoyarsk region, Irkutsk region, Siberia. Animals climb into high-mountain meadows, although not very high; they are not found in the mountains and steppes. They live on average 10-12 years. Many people wonder whether the wild boar poses a threat to people.
Is a wild boar dangerous for humans?
If the animal is not disturbed, then the wild boar in the forest under normal conditions does not show aggression. A female with offspring can attack, deciding that the brood is in danger. However, when meeting a wild boar, especially if it is wounded, a person is exposed to mortal danger. An angry boar quickly rushes into battle, and often the attack ends in death or serious injury for a person. Often an attack is provoked by a person. Many people think that the boar is a good-natured animal. But this animal is by no means a domestic pig. Therefore, when you see a wild boar, you need to try to hide from the beast. Its vision and hearing are worse than those of humans, so the animal may not notice the presence of people.
A tourist should not welcome or feed a brood if the wild boars are rummaging through backpacks in search of food. In such a situation, you can scare them with something, for example, knocking with dishes so that they run away.
They might be scared by the call. mobile phone, signal flare shot. But at the same time you need to shoot upward, but under no circumstances at the boar. Such a shot will not harm a powerful animal, but it can seriously anger him. And then the angry boar can start an attack.
What to do when meeting a wild boar in the forest
If a person encounters an animal unexpectedly, he needs to know how to escape from a wild boar in the forest. Knowing the behavior of the animal, you can save a life in the event of imminent danger. What to do if the roads do cross? Don't expect aggression from the animal, climb a tree. Boars cannot jump or climb trees. 1 meter above the ground will be enough. If there are no trees with low branches, try to climb up the trunk. When the boar leaves, you can go down to the ground.
An animal can watch a person for hours, so you should not shout at the animal and throw pine cones at it, this will only anger it even more.
You should not run away from the beast, it runs very fast. An angry animal may chase a cyclist. Means of self-defense: batons, shockers, pneumatics, bladed weapons are ineffective. The boar can only be stopped by shooting from firearms. If you don't have a gun, don't waste time trying to defend yourself, save yourself in a tree.
When meeting little pigs, you should not pick them up and flirt with them, no matter how cute and funny they may seem to you. Close to the babies there is usually their stern mother boar, who, noticing that someone is touching her cubs, will begin to fiercely protect them. Therefore, it is best to stay away from minke whales. If they approach your camp on their own, you should scare them away with noise.
Usually, wild boars, when they see a person, hide in the thicket. Boars do not like screaming, whistling, or noise. You can knock and shout for them to run away.
When meeting a wild boar, you must do the following:
- Having noticed a wild boar, try to slowly leave and avoid it.
- If he is close, climb the tree.
- Make noise, rattle, whistle when animals appear in a tourist camp.
- If you have a rocket launcher, shoot in the air.
What not to do:
- Approaching with the aim of petting the animal, feeding it, etc.
- Pick up the offspring of a wild boar.
- If he is already close, you can’t run, it’s better to climb a tree.
- Try not to waste seconds for self-defense, but try to hide from the beast.
You should try to avoid unexpected collisions with a wild boar.
How to avoid encountering a wild boar
The population of nearby villages, hunters, and foresters may know about the existence of boars in the forest.
In the forest you need to sing loudly and move as noisily as possible. Hearing footsteps and unusual sounds, the animal leaves, this way it will be possible to avoid an encounter. If you can see a lot of traces, you can hear noise and grunting, it is better to quickly move away from this place yourself.
When going into the forest to pick mushrooms or for a walk, remember that you need to be prepared to meet an animal. It should be remembered that wild animals do not attack just like that. A person either provokes an animal, or it is a mother with a litter or a wounded animal. In any case, remember the rules of conduct and safety.
Video
In our video experienced hunter answers the question of what to do when meeting a wild animal in the forest.
The main part of food is obtained in the ground. In this case, a powerful weapon is a long snout, at the end of which there is a very mobile snout. It is not for nothing that we used the word “powerful”: in search of food, the animal plows not only the litter of fallen leaves, but also the upper layers of the soil, and if necessary, can dig quite deep holes. What is their favorite treat? Let's look at this issue in more detail.
Plant food
First, let's talk about what “vegetarian wild boars” eat. The diet of wild pigs is very wide and depends primarily on the habitat of the animals. In the forest zone, the basis of the diet consists of fruits and seeds of plants, mosses, lichens, mushrooms, and nuts. Pigs do not disdain and but favorite delicacy boars are acorns. In river areas and floodplains, wild pigs eagerly eat the sweet, starchy rhizomes of cattail, dig dunes in search of ephemeral bulbs, and at the end of summer with great pleasure they absorb the pleasant-tasting berries of saltpeter.
IN forest-steppe zone The wild boar loves to visit fields with vegetables or melons. If the farmer does not take action in a timely manner, the animals can completely destroy his crop.
Meat eaters
Despite the wealth of plant foods, there are no pure vegetarians among pigs. They consume various animal foods with great pleasure. Let's figure out what they eat wild boars-predators. You can often observe how these animals tear apart the settlements of gerbils and other rodents. However, the boar is not limited to this and can act as a real predator. So, in winter, he does not miss the opportunity and chases unwary muskrats who have gone out onto the ice. In addition, a wild boar will not disdain a hare caught in a trap or snare. Pigs hunt for wounded animals with particular passion; here they can even be compared with hunting dogs. For example, having discovered the trail of a wounded pheasant, a wild boar quickly catches up and eats the bird. There are known cases when pigs even attacked young roe deer and rams, not inferior in greed to wolves. This ungulate predator is well aware of places where you can profit from meat. Thus, during the breeding season of colonial birds, wild pigs pick up chicks of herons, rooks, and cormorants that have fallen from the nest. Their special delicacy is locusts. At the end of July, when walking locusts move in huge swarms, occupying a strip up to several hundred meters wide and up to 10 cm thick, wild pigs gather at the place where the insects are concentrated and pursue them in whole herds, eating pests in huge quantities. At the same time, the chomping of the pigs spreads over vast distances.
Thieves of other people's reserves
Now let’s look at what the “ruiner” boars eat. Yes, it turns out there are such people. The fact is that wild pigs are famous for destroying muskrat huts. This is very easily explained, because a whole heap of food debris accumulates in the minks of this animal. Muskrats build special “storage huts” in which reed sprouts and plant rhizomes stored for the winter are stored. By the way, one pantry can contain several tens of kilograms of food. Why shouldn’t the wild boar come and visit the thrifty animal?
Professional fisherman
The boar's diet is not limited to plant and animal food. A significant portion of its diet is fish. In addition to eating dead fish, wild pigs find a variety of ways to feast on bream or carp that have come out to spawn. IN winter time animals lie in wait in thawed patches in small places perches.
Thanks to developed fishing, wild boars not only use waste, but also “help” fishermen inspect the installed gear. Thus, an old, experienced fisherman is able to scout out the installation sites for vents, catchers, and nets, and therefore often takes the catch before the owner of the gear. These huge animals are capable of great art swim to the venter, tear the net with its fangs and, thrusting its long snout inside, gobble up its contents with great pleasure and a loud slurping sound. Having had enough of fresh fish, the wild boar goes to bed to rest. He will collect the “harvest” every day and it is impossible to wean him off. Often fishermen have to leave a tribute to the animal: leave complementary food along its route, with which the animal can be quite satisfied and will not touch the gear.
What does a wild boar eat in winter?
The cold season is the most difficult time for wild pigs, because under the ice and snow it is very difficult to look for food, and even more difficult to get it. In particular snowy winters It is difficult for wild boars to even move. The worst thing for them is the ice crust. Animals bleed their legs on the frozen crust, and most importantly, they cannot get food from under it. In addition to the methods of obtaining food described above (hunting for muskrats and fishing in thawed areas), wild boars in winter period Quite often they make forays into vegetable gardens and fields, and climb into those left in hayfields.
Conclusion
We learned what wild boars eat, and now let's look at this predator (the dream of any hunter) from the other side. These are very curious animals. The life of a wild boar is very interesting, especially during the main period of this population - the rut. Thus, already at the end of summer, male loppers begin to arm themselves with armor. On their sides - from the shoulder blades to the last rib - very durable cartilage tissue appears. This kind of shield (kalkan) serves to protect the animal’s chest from the fangs of an opponent.
Females do not have such armor. The intolerance of cleavers towards each other lasts for several months - until the beginning of winter. All their meetings, if none of the rivals concede, end in bloody showdowns, accompanied by a loud, peculiar grunting and roar. The fighting boars first collide with their snouts, and examine each other with bloodshot eyes. Seizing the moment, one of the opponents sinks his fangs into the side of his opponent. Such battles can continue for quite a long time. The cleaver eats nothing, but drinks a lot. At this time, wild boars are especially dangerous; they attack not only other wild boars, but also dogs, wolves and people.
The boar is one of the smartest animals on the planet. And one of the deadliest.
It is ahead of the shark in the danger rating. The exact number of wild boars cannot be determined. In the United States alone, the figure ranges from 4 to 8 million individuals. Forest giant On average, the body length of a wild boar is 175 centimeters, the height at the withers is up to a meter. Weight adult usually does not exceed 200 kilograms. But not so long ago in one of national parks Ugandan scientists discovered " forest giant» two meters long. His weight was close to 300 kilograms. Today this is the most major representative wild pigs in the world. It’s easy to guess what emotions the team of researchers led by Rafael Reina-Hurtado experienced when they met an overgrown wild boar. Not gourmets It is believed that wild boars are not too picky about food, and this despite the fact that their sense of smell is well developed (much better vision and hearing). According to some reports, they are able to smell at a distance of 5-7 kilometers, and also catch a “appetizing” aroma at a depth of 25 meters. A group of scientists from the University of Illinois, Wageningen and the University of Edinburgh believe that wild boars have unique olfactory genes that allow them to “ take a more lenient approach to menu selection. They are not afraid of the high salt content or the repulsive smell. Including we're talking about about a lower content of genes that form taste receptors that respond, in particular, to bitter foods. Closer than it seems The same scientists, by the way, conducted research aimed at elucidating the dependence gene system boars and humans. The results were stunning: 112 combinations were discovered in which the protein in the body of wild boars contains the same amino acid that is involved in the development of such human diseases as obesity, diabetes, dyslexia, as well as Parkinson's and Alzheimer's diseases. Scientists plan to continue their work using the wild boar as a valuable biomedical model. Gray hair...Not so long ago, the results of an interesting study were published in the Western journal Physiological and Biochemical Zoology. It turned out that gray hair in wild boars indicates the excellent health of the animal, while those with reddish skin have more damaged cells in their bodies. According to scientists, red pigmentation has Negative influence on cells with the help of an antioxidant, which is not aimed at destroying harmful free radicals in the animal’s body. Thus, it has been established that among people, owners of red hair have a higher risk of developing cancer than blondes or brunettes. According to one of the authors of the study, Ismail Galvan, boars and humans have “the same type of melanin,” which means the study of gray-haired people wild boars may shed light on solving the problem of gray hair in humans. However, if the gray hair of wild boars indicates health, then with humans, not everything is so simple. Scientists still can't understand why White hair appear in some cases when people are in the prime of life, and in others - after cellular stress. Don't rattle! Rattlesnakes in Texas have stopped making their characteristic sounds. This might have gone unnoticed if it were not for the increased risk for a person who has lost the ability to retreat upon hearing a recognizable crack. The search for the cause led to wild boars: some researchers believe that rattlesnakes stopped making sounds so as not to attract wild pigs, who eagerly feast on the “noisy worms.” However, Dr. Dale Rollins, who represents the ranching and hunting community in west Texas, spoke out in defense of wild pigs: how could their recent invasion cause the snakes to “rattle” over hundreds of thousands of years, change behavior? A certified biologist does not see a connection between wild boars and the silence of snakes wildlife Chip Rutwer. He is confident that the boar will prefer to avoid meeting the snake, which “will rattle or not rattle when and where it pleases, regardless of the presence of wild boars.” Trickier than the devil In the United States alone, the damage from the activities of wild pigs exceeds one and a half billion dollars annually, so it is not surprising that a person again and again looks for ways to preserve his property and crops. One of the most effective is to lure wild boars into pens using various baits. Thus, American researcher Tyler Campbell suggested that the most attractive to pigs are pungent odors with the aroma of strawberries. It is precisely these baits that American supermarkets offer farmers to buy today, but they prefer to use corn moonshine, pouring it into tubs and leaving it in the pens. However, the main problem remains - boars are cunning enough to fall into the same trap twice. Expert on wild pigs from the University of Florida, Ken Joly is confident that pigs quickly learn to avoid the temptation to feast on a “carefully” left dinner and are almost always able to get out of the trap. They easily jump over meter-long fences and quickly dig tunnels, rushing away from danger at a speed of 50 kilometers per hour. Boars against sharks bloodthirsty battle In terms of killing people, wild boars, according to statistics, outperform sharks: 12 deaths versus 10. Jack Mayer, an expert from the Savannah River National Laboratory, studies cases of attacks by wild pigs on humans. His archives contain facts about 665 victims around the world. According to his report at a conference at Clemson University, between 2003 and 2012, on average, 4 people died from feral pig attacks per year. 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