Character: Bridger

My dad, you know, he wasn't a religious man. If it couldn't be grown, killed, or eaten, for example, he simply didn't believe in it. But, once he went to the hills of Saba. Went hunting with a couple of fellow Texas Rangers. The usual thing, he had done this a hundred times already, had to do it in three days, but ... on the second day, everything went wrong for him. In the dark, he somehow fought off his friends, and then the Kamanchu Indians stole the horses ... He got hungry, began to rave, well, he crawled into such a grove. There was a small bunch of some kind of trees, and around there was only the wilderness and a whole sea of low bushes. And there he believed... He told me that in that moment he found God. Yeah. And it turned out that God is a squirrel. Yes. Big and meaty. I