Message #69611

[sfboarbuster]

I was hunting in my buddies old abandoned orange grove about a year ago before he lost the lease, We had a perfect wind to let the dogs wind off the top of a big dike.  Doc (my cur) started whining in the back of the truck so we cut him, my cat Bella, and two of my buddies dogs loose. Waited for about 10 minutes and then heard Bella bayed solid. Me and my buddy Danny set out on foot while Chad and Justin brought the truck. I got there and Doc and Spec had it caught on the ears while Bella had ahold of his sack and he is still damn near in a trot. I looked around and there is no one around to help me out. Finally caught up to the hog and legged him and flipped him, then everyone got there to help me out and get the dogs off. Doc was the only dog still holding on luckily because the hog got some traction and threw me off of him, spun around and was about to be on top of me and thankgod chad ran over and got him legged again.
So we didnt tie him or anything we just backed the truck up to him and were gonna put him straight in the dog box. I grabbed ahold of his ears and Chad and Justin had the rest, we picked him up and then he jerked his head and my hand slipped off of his ears and i dropped him, picked him up again and got him in the box and that was the end of it. Got into the truck and turned on the light i had a gash about 8 inches down the inside of my forearm. Went and got 18 stitches at the hospital and went home for the night.
The next day took him to a hog hunting outfitter to sell and he weight 305 with 3 and a half inches on both sides.
Wish i had a picture of that one.