Here is a hog my son got a few years ago when we were actively hunting them:

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His first bowkill:


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My prettiest hog; shot her in the head with my .350 mag. You can see where the bullet exited and creased her left front leg. She was facing me and I was in a stand. She dropped in a sleeping position.


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dogzapper

After the game is over, the king and the pawn go into the same box.
Italian Proverb