It rained some this morning, so I loaded Monkey and headed to the woods. First time I stopped to turn him out, I had just about let him out when deer dogs opened up about 100 yards from me.....they ran all over the block I was about to turn Monkey into, so that kind of ruined that area for today......
I drove around, trying to avoid deer hunters and deer dogs. Went down a powerline, saw a dim road going down into a swamp, kind of along the edge between a swamp and a grown up cutover.
I listened, didn't hear any hounds, so turned Monkey out and went down the trail. He left as soon as we hit the woods and I didn't see him again.
I had walked maybe 1/4 mile when I heard Monkey bay down in the swamp about 250-300 yards or so from me. I headed that way, got fairly close, heard the hog run him, so I knew it was a bigger hog. Just about the time I got a glimpse of the hog in the palmettos, cabbage palms and vines, he sees me and breaks.
Monkey is eating on his A** the whole time, and stops him within about 50 yards. I sneak in again, and the hog breaks again, Monkey is eating on his rear end and he stops pretty quick. This time he is not as quick to run.......
I sneak in, see teeth, hear them popping so I kneel down and shoot him right under the ear with my .22, from about 25 feet. Down he goes and Monkey piles on him. I am hoping he doesn't get up!!
He doesn't, but now I have to get him out of the woods......An hour later...I get back to the truck , take a few pics and deliver him to the deer camp. He weighed 145 on their scales and was a barr hog, so he will be good for their New Years Eve party!!!
I would rather catch the hogs, but it was just Monkey and I and they wanted hogs so down he went. Monkey has figured out what he can catch and what he can't. Getting him wrecked a year and a half ago, taught him to respect the bigger aggressive hogs.
Suits me, hopefully he will live longer that way!
Barr hogs teeth. He had just the right teeth to cut a dog.....
