Went pig hunting this afternoon. After several hours of looking, found a medium sounder,
messing around a waterhole. I spotted some about 140 yds off.
I made my way in her direction, keeping those trees between us. But, after making up half the distance,
I walked up on two young boars about 35 feet away. One was merrily chowing down on some acorns,
the other was standing there looking at me, trying to decide whether to charge or run.
Then the Windsucker spoke.
This little fellow will make fine pork chops!