Pop-gun License

At 10:30 last night, the Police showed up at our door and asked to see our gun license! The officer spoke in fast and garbled Russian, but I explained that there were no guns here and it must be my landlord's affair. As it turns out, it was probably just an air pistol. Perceiving that I was a foreigner, he then asked for my documentation, asking me to make out a statement, asking what I was doing here, and asking for documentation of my rental contract. It was all disconcerting, especially since Ukrainian immigration laws are becoming strict and unreasonable. We pray there will be no backlash from this late-night encounter.