That is indeed cool. Every dead pig is a good pig.
I was working the other day and ran up on herd in thick, chest-high brush at a distance of about 10 yards. I was on foot in the mud, trying to get back to my ATV. I heard them grunting, and could smell them, but couldn't lay eyes on them. A loud "GIT!!" ran them off, except the boar, who circled around and eyeballed me at 50 yards. I should have worn a waistpack with my 10mm that day, instead of just the .380 in my pocket. Some landowners can be iffy about seeing a handgun on your belt.
