EAST TEXAS HOG DOGGERS FORUM

  Alright well I have been out of town a lot lately and my wife does a fine job caring for my dogs but unfortunately we had our housedog get into something poisonous and try as my wife and her preferred veteranarian did, they just couldn't save the dog. Well obviously there's nothing remotely funny about losing a pet that we loved but the crumminess part (for her anyway) was that we never could find her body to know for certain what happened to her.
  Well as fate would have it I was doing some work around the ol homestead when i come across an unmistakeable stench, lo and behold I find the dog. Well I was pretty sad but I knew what had to be done so I went to my truck, got some rope and a shovel and then I had a brilliant idea to get one of those dust masks that I make my crew wear. Unfortunately the mask wasn't doing the trick so I got an even better idea, I'd put some Vicks vapor rub in the mask. BIG MISTAKE. I did what had to be done in the middle of the heat of day and just got more and more sick over the smell of Vicks! I finally got to feeling like I was smothering and had to take it off and GOOD GOD!! My sinuses were totally clear and the original smell was worse than it ever could have been naturly! I started heaving and couldn't stop myself. The sound and smell of puke makes me puke even more so it was one stomach curdling smell and sound after another. I ended up having to bear crawl away until I could stand up and run. I eventually regained my composure and finished what I started but not without a few more dry heaves.


I realize there's nothing funny about the original reason for diggin the hole and hope y'all aren't too offended by me sharing this story but I figure if some can have a laugh at my expense maybe someone else with a weak stomach wouldn't mind sharing some of the grossest stories!

I know CWard has a good story or two.  ;)

Lol that is pretty funny given the circumstances


"the sun is shining somewhere in texas" -Jason Boland

I find it funny as hell. .......  now I know to put you on my special txt list for gross pics  ;D

Thats pretty funny tbob.
The best one i have was we were working cows and i seen a dead cow and ask my uncle could I have her head he said first come first serve everyone has asked for that head. She had horns,just like the bad company horns were. I was gonna get that head. So a few days later I drove to the pasture with my cousin NOW he has a weak stomach and i do not. I decide if I'm going to get that head than I better do it now. The cow is rank and full of maggots. I had to run the buzzards off to get to her. Well my cousin is standing by the flat bed truck of coarse telling me how gross I am. He is just gagging over the smell saying you idiot. I was trying to rip the head away from the body just hide had,it I'm pulling and jerking when all of a sudden it brakes loose well I hit the ground from pulling so hard and it slings maggots and gook all over my cousins face. It even got some in his mouth. He puked and dry hived all the way home all I could do is laugh. But I got the cow head.

You start sending me gross pictures, and I'll put your phone number on every Pentecostal prayer warrior chain I get emailed to me. You'll be listening to sweet lil ol ladies praying in tongues for their corns and colonoscopies.  >:D :laugh:

I've been in the plumbing business 21 yrs next month.........or was this thread limited to gross dog stuff?? ;D ;D

i have a terrible weak stomach myself and can relate t-bob. And to make it worse I can smell better than most people so I will go to gagging and people around me look at me like what? A while back i had a pig die in the pen and was already bad so i thought i will just open the gate and let the critter clear it out. this didnt work and after about two weeks Caught another hog that i wanted to put in the pen. So I offered my daughter twenty bucks to put it in the tractor bucket for me. i had the doors closed and ac on recirculate well to say the least a little bit of the funck got in and the sight of her pulling legs off and using a shovel for the rest i went to heaving, heaving turned into throwing up inside the tractor and that led to heaving all the way to where i dumped to hog. I had to get my daughter to drive the tractor back to the shop so i could wash out the cab. So I know where you are coming from... it seems some people smells just dont bother them.

Smells don't tend to bother me, but sounds, now that's another story. First day I worked for the vet in Fairfield, we started off the morning with a feline spay and declaw. Made it all the way through the spay with no issues, but the declaw, holy cow. The first time he snapped the clippers to cut the claw and that bone crunched I lost it. Wound up passing out, and then puked after they got me woke up again. Still can't deal with bone crunching sounds now even if they are on TV.

i was born and raised on a dairy farm, ive got gross stories that could make your skin crawl. everything from a cyst on a cow that weighed over 50 pounds and it exploded on me and i kept working (8 hours mind you) before i could go in and wash it off, all the way to the "chit hole" that was punishment if someone brought home bad grades or got in trouble at school.(did this for 6 months straight for something stupid i did, thats another story) all the cow crap would get washed off to the end of the rows where rain and heat would funk it up to choke a donkey! waist deep in 100 degree cow manure water shoveling it out so the drain could work properly. im good fiends with some of the SC Game wardens and i would pick up deer and such and got called to pick up 2 skunks and well long story short one wasnt dead and it sprayed my eyes, mouth, heck even got some of it in my ear. i was deaf, blind and dumb for bout 2 weeks.

now i work in surgery and clean colon scopes without a wince, everyone in my dept has hurled once or twice and they are betting when ill be next

 Im in the weak stomach club. Especially when it come to foul ordors (although im getting used to skunk odor). This is terrible, but Im going to tell it any way.

 I always refused to babysit for anyone until their kids were potty trained. Well finally our twin nephews where old enough. They were like five I believe ( this was about 12 years ago), and me and James were going to keep them for the day. Well, as it turned out, one of them had an accident in his pants.

 I imediately started to gag. James was out in the pasture. I couldn't get ahold of anyone to help me and I knew that the poor boy needed to be cleaned up and a fresh change of clothes.....

 James came driving up to the house on the tractor and said " what in the heck are you doing?"  :D .... I had our nephew out in the yard, stripped off and I was hosing him down with the water hose, from far enough that I couldnt smell anything.

 I hosed him down and then I hosed his clothes down, and then I put him in a big  bubble bath.

James was just shaking his head. I told him that I cant help it. I was fixing to puke and didn't know what else to do.

Dude, you win first place!  :o  No one can top that! EEEEWWWWWW!!!!!!

Lol been around cattle and what not all my life the thing that still gets me is when I was small we had a calf die inside of a cow.  Well had to pull it and it broke in half and I don't remember who it was but they were having to fish the parts out.  Shoot I couldn't have been 3 or 4 but still remember that.  Second to that is when a cow don't clean out after a calf and she gets an infection man that just turns my stomach typeing this.  My bosses shot a pig put it in the freezer and then then freezer went out that was bad had to go get the freezer on a trailer and haul it off. That caused a few gag reflexes.  Then 2 days ago the rance mgr out here had us haul a ice chest to the dump that had who knows what man when it got thrown in there it was like a dang bomb went off I don't gag that easy but man that was bad I had to hold my breath just to get the rest of the trash off the ranger and then shagged out of there lol. 

OK....Truce...ha ha

I can deal with a world of smells, sounds, and having just about anything on me and it not be to bad.  BUT I can't do maggots.  I don't like em at all, and my skin crawls thinking about it.  My wife thinks I'm crazy, I got one on me the other day messing with a dead hog, barely finished getting the hog out and I immediately stripped to my drawers, rinsed off with a water hose and then took a shower.

My dad has been a taxidermist for 50 years. I grew up in his shop. Done seen and smelled every dead and not so fresh animal there is.
Hunted and skinned alligators and gutted them in the August heat since 1979. None of that ever bothered me. The only thing that ever
bothered me was when my wife was sick in bed and she asked me to change our son's diaper. I started throwing up and couldn't stop. I
wrapped him in a old blanket and carried him across the street to my mom's house, so she could finish the job,all the while I was throwing my guts up . ;D

I just recently got into te outdoors sports. Bout 7 or 8 yrs ago. Growing up i was hanging around the wrong crouds thinkin i was somebody i wasnt til i finaly met my wife and her family.  anyway i got into the sport. Well about 3 yrs into it i finally got to go run dogs with some new friends. I already knew my stomach was weak due to previous skining and so on. Also i had never been up close with a hog. So next thing you know we're out huntin and we got a bay goin and everyone and myself is pumped up. Im a few beers in as well  so my cojones are large at the moment lol and it had already been setthat i was gona stick it. So im a roud up. We cut the catch dog loose he grabs and my buddy goes in and legs it and as im goin in i notice this HORRIBLE musky smell. And it gets worse as i get closer. Now me and smells do not get along. I almost positive i got a better nose than a hound. So i hold my breath haul a** in there and stick the pig and with my adrenaline rushing i start breathing and  just let it all out i start heavin and as im heavin i leave the knife in the pig and dart up wind like crazy everybody is lookin and wondering wtf!! Im heavin the whole way im runin. I must of ran like 100 yds. My buddy had to finish it off for me.  But luckily now days im geting beter and beter at being able to manage smells lol

its true lol he always seems to get a 'phone call' when we start cleanin lol

Lmao!!!! Ay its an important call. I gota take the call lol

my stomach is made of steel pulling out rotten calves from cows,to dead people not a worry ....bring it on ......but baby vomit and poop thats a whole different thing i have 3 growen kids and only ever changed one nappie took my little girl outside uncliped her napp and hosed her down with the garden hose first and last time

Whew! Had another one today! Got to the office and found that one of the hogs in the lil pen was dead and had to drag it out, that was gross but what was really nasty was I notices another one missing and went snooping around and sho nuff, another nasty rotted and half eaten dead one was in there too!!! The girls had been complaining about the smell so I had to get rid of it. I kept my breakfast down, but couldn't get it out of there without ralphing. I ended up pouring gas all over it and throwing a match at it. Uuugggggh didn't work. Think I'll try again later.

Went to the local atv park with the wife and kids Saturday. Took the easy route since I know how much it costs to repair a wheeler that has been treated like a submarine. The trail was 11 miles all the way aound the park. The right side was the park, thickets, trails etc. and the left was alternating woods and pasture. We would stop in the shade every couple miles to let the kids play in the mud and watch the cows and horses in the distance. We decided to head out after one break... as we approached a long straight-a-way a horrible smell engulfed us and buzzards flew from their roost. We kept easing on since we were on a one way trail and when the smell got stronger I was nose covered gears grinding hauling tail... When I noticed what the smell was I was nose covered brakes squealing stopped... 3 wild dogs were eating on a not long dead horse. The horse was young judging by size maybe a year old and the dogs werent coyotes and they stayed to watch us as we watched them... looked like a german shepherd mix, a yella dog maybe bmc mix (bmc color and build but a little scruffier) and the other was busting trees down to get away. Me, the wife and our 2 oldest (7 & 4) dry heeved around the next turn

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I can deal with blood, decomposed matter, carrion and about any foul and disgusting smelling thing out there with no issues, NOW if I hear someone make the slightest heaving snd that does it for me I am right behind them even if I don’t see or smell whatever caused the person to heave to start out with--- another thing that makes me puke is watching someone brush their teeth, boy let me tell u what I have NO CLUE why it makes me puke.

Hahaha me too! The toothbrush thing never bothered me till I started working out of town all the time and living with nasty dudes! Also after someone brushes their teeth and then they hawk a loogie. Blaagh gets me gagging just thinking about it

Tbob I don't know how a weenie like you hog hunts lmao just playing but brushing their teeth?

If you ever have another dog eat or drink something that could kill them and you see it or catch it fast Pour Peroxide down their throat. They will throw everything up they have. Hold the mouth open and Pour away. Naturally they don't like it but it works. I used 2, 16oz bottles for my bulldog when he ate  about 14ft of rope. They should vomit in just a few mins and if not pour more until they do. A friend that has raised dogs for 40+ years was told this by a vet and i am now a believer. Sorry about the dog. Maybe this will help anyone who reads this and has a issue down the road.

THAT is 100% FACT--- I had ay puppy eat rat poison and two table sppons of H2O2 cleaned him right up, he was a few montsh then he is now 5 years old.

Good to know!!! Now that I moved and the dogs are about 150yds from the house I shouldnt be dealing with anymore half eaten kids toys... but still good info. Someone should start a thread with content like this... lost dog tee shirt trick, turpentine on pads etc...

It was weird how it all worked out with me. I went to Georgia to hunt with my friend and we were just talking dogs and hunting as always. A few weeks later it happened. Almost like it was ment to be. Something like that would cost thousands of dollars at a vet and something as cheap as a 99 cent bottle of peroxide can fix. Glad to pass it on.

I'll add my self to this club... I tend to cut my self quite a bit for some reason, and don't ask me why... whether its by my hand or an accident it happens a lot. If I have a good size cut or gash that is on me or on someone else, and have to tend to it... that gets my mouth watering, but not to the point of throwing up though. I know when I had a hedge cliper go threw my leg in between my tendons and the bottom of my knee it left a good size hole in my leg, but didn't cut anything crucial. I didn't even know that it had happened and lifted my wind pants at the time (I was a lot younger) and my whole leg was red with blood. Didn't get stiches or anything probably should have but tending to it made me nausious as hell. I was widdling on a wooden box one time and my knife slipped and had a blade get stuck in the bone of my pointer finger right after your first thumb knuckle. I put my hand out in front of me and the 8" (total length) knife was just sitting there in my hand. I was a little kid then... I took the blade out and blood went everywhere squirting and such... I ran down stairs telling my dad, who was in the recliner, that I needed some attention. LOL! He took a bottle of peroxide and opened my hand up and poured a ton of that stuff inside my hand. I got white as a ghost and told him, "dad, I'm bout to pass out..."  ;D Didn't end up doing it or throwing up but wanted to.
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When I had my surgery on my wrist, and had to get the staples taken out was kinda bad, but when they had to take the x-rays right after the surgery, and had to postion my wrist right that almost made me pass out. That still wasn't as bad as getting pins yanked out by plyers from my pinky knuckle when I shattered it. pretty narrly scare left from the wrist surgery though.
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But I will say that the one that got me to throw up was a buddy of mine that had been on the road working had to come home cause he had a piece of sheet metal slip off the trailer and cut the end of his finger off. He had it wrapped up for a day or two of the travel that it took to get home. By the time he got to my house he said it was throbbin and asked me to take a look and rewrap it. So of course, I said sure and proceeded to "help" out. I start unwrapping this finger and I swear you could smell it! not a good smell... got to the finger and there was bone showing and everything. Now I've broke down quite a few animals in my time and none of that ever bothers me, but when it comes to humans it's different for some reason. I started getting light headed and mouth watering and was able to finish wrapping it up before I had to go take a look again at what was for lunch that day...  ;) That was bad!

But I'm back to "full" heath now though... so I'm ready for whatever!!!!  ;D

Rofl. This is some funny s$&t. Makin the night at work go by a lil quicker

I got bit by a sow in Arkansas. Cleaned it up good and wrapped it up. It started throbbing on the way home so I stopped at a truck stop and unwrapped it in the restroom. When I saw all the pus and smelled how rotten it had already gotten I puked. I could see the tendon in my finger. (http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m521/Caseydejohn/bdd37cb0.jpg)