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Caught the Boar last week (3-25) and the Sow on Easter morning.
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Are you going to fatten them up first?
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Mike Allen RKCC-CM-086 True West Magazine Maniac Randall Collector Behring Made Collector Ruana Collector Glock Fan NRA- Life Member since 1975 mikenlu99@aol.com
Registered: 12/03/16
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A man that works on a dairy down the road came and got both of them. I don't like to fool with 'em that big. The boar had tushes that were 3 inches long.
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.
Registered: 12/03/16
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Yep. I told the man that I wanted them when he got finished with the hog.
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.
We once tried to fatten up a smaller (about 70-80 pound) boar hog that we had trapped. He would only eat enough to stay alive and never really gained any weight. I had named him Wilbur and my wife finally made me agree to turn him loose (we already had plenty of sausage in the freezer from Wilbur's brethren). My hog trapping partner suggested that we castrate him before we let him go so if we came across him later, he would taste better. So, I went to Wilbur and told him that I had some good news and some really bad news. :-0 After we cut him, that poor hog just hunkered down in a corner of the pen and we had to drag him out to set him free. Never did see him again as far as we could tell. Guess he decided he'd had all he wanted of my place.
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Registered: 10/31/07
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Great story. Poor Wilbur, he will now only be a consultant.
My wife Lucille loved to play the horses when we were in cities that had tracks. She was all about handicapping and knew how read the racing form. I knew nothing and always went for the name of the horse that sounded interesting. When Bush 43 was in office, there was a horse named "Cheney's Got a Gun", and a few years later another one "Has No Balls" were 2 that I lost money on, but had fun thinking about the announcer calling both of those races.
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Mike Allen RKCC-CM-086 True West Magazine Maniac Randall Collector Behring Made Collector Ruana Collector Glock Fan NRA- Life Member since 1975 mikenlu99@aol.com
Registered: 12/03/16
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Loc: Lake Fork, East Texas
Wayne:
We weighed one on cotton scales a few years back that weighed 330lbs.
This one ain’t that big. Just guessing, I’m thinking about 280 (give or take.)
Still, a pretty good sized wild hog!
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.