Yesterday at dusk as we were walking the pack of four rat terriers, lab mix, boxer mix, and junk yard dog in the back yard (heeler was left inside with a sore foot) I spied what I thought was another large black dog at the tree line not more than twenty yards from the back door. Then I saw the ears. It was a large wild hog. Staring back at me. I yelled to my better half to get the dogs inside but it was too late. The pig goes into the woods, the dogs go after the pig, and I go inside for the 20 ga semiauto loaded with #3 buck.
Adrenaline dump and semi-hilarity ensues.
The lab and boxer are going crazy with the RT's lending vocal aide. I can't see a thing. My wife says "Shoot in the air!" Three shots into the opposite tree line later the RT's are bolting for the door and the other dogs break off their attack. Inspection shows no damage to any of the dogs.
My neighbor had been out walking and called to see about the commotion. He confirmed he saw what he estimated to be about a 200 lb boar heading down the fence line to the west. He is a serious hunter who traps and hunts these things. I am not. I later realized that the pig had probably been attracted to a small brush pile that I have on occasion poured used frying grease. Won't do that again.
Other than an armadillo or possum I have never seen any varmits in over twenty five years here. Coyotes can be heard at night now and then. Lately I have been taking my Ruger SP101 on our walks for no good reason. Now I have one.
Cue theme song from 'Green Acres.'
Adrenaline dump and semi-hilarity ensues.
The lab and boxer are going crazy with the RT's lending vocal aide. I can't see a thing. My wife says "Shoot in the air!" Three shots into the opposite tree line later the RT's are bolting for the door and the other dogs break off their attack. Inspection shows no damage to any of the dogs.
My neighbor had been out walking and called to see about the commotion. He confirmed he saw what he estimated to be about a 200 lb boar heading down the fence line to the west. He is a serious hunter who traps and hunts these things. I am not. I later realized that the pig had probably been attracted to a small brush pile that I have on occasion poured used frying grease. Won't do that again.
Other than an armadillo or possum I have never seen any varmits in over twenty five years here. Coyotes can be heard at night now and then. Lately I have been taking my Ruger SP101 on our walks for no good reason. Now I have one.
Cue theme song from 'Green Acres.'
