Went out Monday morning and got on a good boar in a mud hole I had my hands full with him I couldn't grip him to leg him got my light knocked off my head. After getting a bad stick on him I dropped my knife in the mud. I could of used some help or a gun had to get my brother to bring his metal detector over to help find my knife

The next morning made another run and got on another good boar


Dogs got Bayer up walked sent Hanna and was glad this one wasn't in a mud hole.