My best memories 2

This memory happened when I was three years old, in a little town called Urus in Catalonia. In this town my family has a house that we often go at the weekend. One of this days in winter a wild boar appeared in front of our house. At first, my sister and I thought that the wild boar want to break the door and eat us but anything happened and the next day when we woke up the wild boar had disappeared.

When I remember that I think that would have been funny if the wild boar had broken the door.