Day 66: Having discovered a den a few years back, I went upon an exploratory quest a month ago to see if the beasts were still active. Noting that the colony was thriving, I observed them for a time before laying baits, but then several smaller members of the species approached warily. I left them undisturbed, my eye set on larger game. Today, at long last, I sprung the live-trap, capturing a two-pound haggis in its prime. It was much easier to take the prize in this manner than the customary armoured, armed hunt, and I am assured of the freshness of the creature's succulent meat when I have fattened it sufficiently to slaughter in celebration of Robert Burns' birthday on January 25th.
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