Croatian Tales of Long Ago - Giant named Upko

Many small, stone dwellings have lately grown on this mountain. In each of them live several beings similar to me, but tiny.
They shout quite a lot. Especially when they notice I am coming. Then, their voices achieve a rather pleasant high key note which I really enjoy. I am almost sorry when I get to one of them and crush them. But, what is a giant to do, when the only thing more beautiful than those high pitched sounds is the crunchy feeling of the bones crushed under my soles. Just like sound of snow under my feet during Winter time.
In fact, when I think about it, there is something nicer. There is a human cub who tells the funniest stories. But it is so hard to get close to him because of his yappy, little dog who can almost always sniff me out. They have just escaped me! If they continue like this, I do not know if I will be able to control my actions when I finally get my hands and feet on them.