Well. We met ole flop ears again tonight. We were lacking dog power outside of sketch last year and she gave him all he wanted last year. First time we hit him had I had my gun in my hand he would have never got to run a second time. He crossed a high road coming out of the grain 10 yards in front of me. We call him flop ears cause that night he sure looked like a big kink eared half Duroc hog. He runs the same distinct path, Spends about 20-30 minutes circling in the grain crosses out and beats us to a spot in a high fence about 2 miles from where we always hit him in the grain. Sketch went at him 4 or 5 times last year. The last time we hit him at day break and got him turned. He crossed 3 fields the opposite direction of his normal route and bayed with a group 3 hours later and rough dogs picked off the wrong hogs.
3 months ago I’d have had his head tonight but after losing pearl and boo, and giving rocky to a buddy, I’m back to square one. Regardless. It’s has become personal and we are on a mission for the rest of the season to put this big sorry running hog on a tailgate .
Tonight Seth wasn’t along with rocky and sketches burnt up front a sure enough hard last 10 days of hunting, but this hog got another thing coming the day we get them 2 together behind him with fresh legs.
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