On the way to the wallet raping facility auto mechanic’s this morning, I had just turned out of my neighborhood when the largest dog I had ever seen in my life crossed the road. Had to be 400 pounds, easily.
That’s when I realized it wasn’t a dog, but a hog. Folks, I don’t live in the boonies. There’s a small wooded area behind a private school and not much of an area at that

That's where the beast came out.
And yet there was a massive walking mound of pre-bacon just crossing the street. Since I was dropping off my car and using the return trip as an excuse for my morning run, I had my phone strapped to my shoulder and no armament to speak of, so there was nothing I could do. Even if I did have a shottie on me, I’d have needed permission to go on those people’s land.
I wonder if that thing was a pet or open to being hunted down? Wild boar are a pest around Florida, I just have never seen one in such a populated area like my neighborhood.
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Robb, I am dissapoint.
Well, besides drinking your own urine of course.
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But carrying a decent sized gun when not wearing appropriate clothes is what fanny packs are good for.
Moral: Large wild pigs are tougher than they look so don't try shooting them in the forhead. If one has you treed, go for a spine shot if you can get one.
Oh, and if you're crapping in the woods, make sure you have ahold of your pants... just in case.
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Sure to make them happy if I can provide 400 lbs. of BBQ.
You could probably go on OC'ing for YEARS looking for that Porker....
Their aggression, is more than a little overstated. As is their indestructableness. As in all things, shot placement matters most.
.45ACP,10mm,knife?
What a bunch of pussies!
The only way to kill boar is with a bore, I'd put on a pair of stilts and read an Al Gore speech to him.
Although when I'd finished the meat would be inedible.

