9 down and 32 out of the pool
Pulled up to one of the big traps to find a full house of 6; all running around 150lbs. Loaded them up and ran out to Farmer Joe’s #1 and collected another nice 80lb piggy who had somehow managed to lock himself up in an unset trap. Caleb learned how to use a single action pistol and dispatched him. It was a fun drag to get that dude back to the truck across a few hundred yards of sloppy field. Loaded up and off the Joe’s #2 to have a beer on the tractor and toast the sundown. This somehow seems to draw the piggies in.
Soon the shapes started forming on the edge of the pasture at the base of the tree line and they became pigs. Close to two dozen, we put to the stalk and closed the distance to about 150yds. Caleb informed me he was relying on me to ‘take a right and a left’ and we would be in the double digits. He had the count and we were loosing light fast. Colors were still visible but only for a few more seconds. The shots broke and so did the sounder; I regained the crosshairs and put down another…done my part to put us to 10…unfortunately Caleb didn’t. No problem there, 9 pigs are enough to clean on a Monday night.