A little story about how life used to be in the country.
My Mother in Law sadly know dead, recounted this tale of her chidhood
As a teenager, probably in the 1920's, she was returning home to Santa Marina del Torre in the the Bierzo district of Leon province wih a bag full of apples, and had sat down to rest because it was a warm summers evening.
Soon the hairs on her neck began to rise and she was aware of being watched, looking round she saw a large wolf watching from a high vantage point. slowly she rose and made her way back home, aware that the beast was following her, at times getting quite close, at which point she launched an apple at it, which appeared to put it off for a short while, but still it continued to stalk her, each time a well aimed apple stopped it. Eventually she reached home safely, minus most of the apples, but at least with her life. her mother was less than pleased with the loss of the apples, until Ascunsion explained the circumstance of their disappearance.
I think you will agree a fascinating story