We went out to get a "little pig" the night before the super bowl for the bbq. After hunting 10 min's the old dogs bayed & the garmin says within in 30-100 yds back & forth but it didnt sound right for the terrain we were in & being so close, since the old curs and the dogos are trash broke the "not so smart" solution we decided was to just cut the CDs, shortly after we saw my cd gyp kaya sprint into a water ditch under the road no bigger than I can duck walk/ crawl through with freezing cold water about 6 in deep. It sounded like WW2 and all the young curs dumb enough to try him came out shredded and cut up, they either stayed completely out of the ditch or way, way back from that point on, basically quit, all the pups were cut fairly bad.
After getting the boar in sight with the flashlight about 30 minutes later on the opposite side of the roads drain culvert that we saw my dogo run in, and still saw her on the ear so I had to go in and back her up. I was very very scared with no back up cd or gun as I crawled into this very small under ground pipe basically, with my dagger in hand and light on high. As I assessed the clostrofobic situation I was glad that the boar would walk away from me/the light but was freaked out he was walking at will with my 90 lb cd on ear, anytime I would get to within 5-6 ft he would repeatedly (3-6 x's) viciously slam kaya's head into the metal/concrete pipe, after seeing this 3 times and expecting her to let go or let the hog slip from her being knocked out via the mike tyson like head shots and fatiuge/heat stroke from me being to scared to follow her in quickly, but she would get body to body with the beast and keep walking him, I stayed about 10 feet back and pushed them to the complete other end of the pipe where I made my move and awkwardly stuck it then kicked it out of the pipe where my buddy legged and finished him off and Kaya finally let go. I never felt so happy to stand up straight and thankfull for a great cd! After loading up the cut dogs & superbowl hog on the wheeler when we headed back Kaya was still loopy and was walking in circles like a drunk, but recovered and trotted back to the truck without any cuts and a lifetime of dog food
. Not sure how big he was but very long and athletic, 6 ft and guessing about 230lbs (bigger than I want to tangle with). In 6 + years of doing this is the only close call i've personally had. Thank God fro guardian angel's.
