Night attack on livestock shed in Spirovo

So 3 years ago in winter, I went hunting with my dad, the cabin was small in Spirovo (Tver Oblast). There was some small livestock there, 2 goats, a few chickens and a boar. We paid the neighbor purely in vodka when we came so he'd feed them and keep an eye out so nothing got stolen. So anyway, the night before we were heading out, my dad wakes me up, and right away signals like don't make noise, and he's standing at the window with his saiga. From the window you can see the shed where the livestock were, and the door was ajar, and I could already make out the commotion and noise coming from there, bleating, clucking. And then a sharp double shot thunders through the winter night from the direction of the neighbor's house, and something or someone started hauling ass fast toward the forest out of our shed. Dad wanted to fire off after it too but that fucker disappeared into the forest really fast. Afterwards dad didn't really get a good look at it, and I barely managed to get out of bed, it all happened really fast, I remember dad was also freaked the fuck out that the beast was running off on two legs and like not a human. We headed out with weapons to the shed and you know anon there was some serious fucking carnage in there like a Tarantino bloody scene, chicken feathers everywhere, blood, one goat was dead, someone had torn off its haunch with the leg and thrown it 2 meters from the dead goat's body, chicken bits and the boar torn up, I think, judging by the tracks, by claws. The other animals survived, but we were scared shitless. The neighbor later told us that he'd been sitting and drinking, listening to the radio, but something made him go to bed earlier and in the end around 4 in the morning he saw this fucker. He said it was some unclear shit, pale and skinny itself, hunched but if it straightened up it'd be 1.5-2 times taller than a human, it climbed into our shed and started eating the livestock in there judging by the sound, well he woke dad up on the mobile and said some real shit was going down there, and then he fired a double shot basically. In the morning we got the hell out, hunting was the last thing on our minds, we gave the animals to the neighbor, a month later we sold that fucking house, and I won't ever show up there again. That's the kind of shit that happened to me anon.