We made a short afternoon round a couple days ago to the same spot where my dogs bumped that boar out of his bed in that bamboo grass thicket. My buddy has never been there before. He brought some good dogs along and I was glad about that. We get started into the woods and the ground is still covered in snow for the most part and it seems to have the hogs buggered up.
We aren’t seeing any fresh sign and are already planning our next drop, but we proceed further down the line following the creek when his cat gyp Jinks starts barking bayed at about 200. The rest of the dogs don’t seem to hear her, but we head her way regardless. It didn’t take long for the rest of the pack to hear her and speed off in her direction, we are coming in on short final and of course the fight is in the middle of that bamboo grass with a nice blend of briars.
Pistol Pete and Penny have him under control, then his dogo gets there and it’s a lock, he looks to be about 180lb with those dog killer teeth. He’s still able to swing his back end a bit, so I timed my shot to get his back legs. He was rendered out of commission shortly thereafter.
My buddy said he saw a lot of territorial marking on the way in, so I was wondering if that could be the same boar we tangled with the week prior. I don’t know if a boar would return to a bedding area after being bumped out of there, there’s really no way for me to tell. Anywho, that was our day.
