A huge crocodile once came to our tank during the monsoon. I did not want it to eat our fish. I threw a brick at it but it slipped into the water and disappeared before the brick could hit it. (1)
In the nights, the crocodile moved from tank to tank. I found the tracks it made and saw a hole in one of the hedges enclosing the tanks. I took a strong rope from the cowshed. I made a noose at one end of the rope, fixed it in the opening of the hedge and tied the other end to a big tree. (2)