This Way To My Blog

This Way To My Blog

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Here Piggy Piggy


I found this picture in a book. I was using it for a book mark so I thought I would post it here since I don't have anything to write about today. This is one of the largest wild hogs we trapped when we lived in the farm house. The man is John's brother visiting from a northern state. The hog was not a happy camper and looks like he would have loved to take a bite out of H. When they are loose they won't go after a person, they just run the other way. When they are trapped best to keep hands and feet away from the cage. People trap them to get rid of them because they do so much damage to crops, land and even will eat anything they can catch that is small enough. We hauled the ones we trapped to another town where they bought them to butcher and ship the meat. They advertise it as wild boar but they will buy any that are above a certain weight. Sometime we caught several at a time. Once we had a man that wanted to buy some so we put them in the cow pen. The next morning we saw the sow had given birth to a large litter. She dug a large hole for the piglets to get in and she lay on top. During the night it came a heavy rain and they all drowned except one. I used to walk to the back forty for exercise and John's dog Sancho would go with me. We came upon a large bunch of wild hogs and pigs of all sizes grazing. The wind must have been blowing just right because they never knew we were close by. Sancho behaved and sat at my heels looking at the hogs and then looking up at me while I was looking at the hogs and eyeing the tall deer proof fence wondering if I could scale that fence if those hogs turned toward me. I gave Sancho a nod and we quietly walked away. We have some good memories of checking the traps early in the morning even before breakfast because the hogs can't take the heat well. When we got them to the house we would wet them down good with the water hose before we hauled them off. We don't see so many anymore but we see the signs of them and we certainly feel the effects if we happen to drive over where they have rooted. Sometime the rootings have grown over with grass and it makes for rough driving looking for a cow or some other chore.

10 comments:

Donna said...

Wow!

madcobug said...

That is a big one. Maybe you two should start trapping again if they are rooting up your pasture. Helen

Kath said...

I found this posting realy interesting Paula.Thanks for sharing.I would'nt like a nip from him LOL !!Take care God Bless Kath xx

Ora said...

Hi Paula..one comment....I am soooooooo glad to be a "city" girl LOLOL....love ya...Ora in KY

Lucy said...

You are braver than I would be. I am from the farm but A NICE ORDINARY FARM.

Dar said...

Paula, I have not had the chance to check in since your Nice Day in Texas post, so I was doing some 'catch-up' reading. You sure know how to make me miss your wide open spaces. The hog story reminds me of a few of our own on visits to TX. I love that you visit the turtles, not knowing how friendly they are. Our Snappers up North are Not so friendly...they have a death grip.
And, of course, at this time of year I am always longing for the warmer weather you are blessed with. I sure wish I could talk Bill into another spring visit, tho the fall ones are just as lovely.
Glad to see you and your hubby are staying active and healthy.
Bless you both

Kattytrick said...

Ah sweety, don't worry about not having anything to blog about. I know LOT'S of people who have nothing to say but won't let that stop them. Me for example!...lol...You are always interesting and often inspiring.Kittie

Missie said...

That sure is big! Glad we don't have any wild hogs around here.

Lucy said...

Paula there is an award for you on my Day to DAY LIFE BLOG IF YOU WOULD CARE TO PICK IT UP. It is the sweetest award on my side bar.

Adirondackcountrygal said...

My brother just got a wild hog while hunting. I guess it was really tasty too!