Hunting – Page 20 – Shall Not Be Questioned

11 Year Old Ends Hunger in Africa

Well, no, but it looks like he could if he wanted to. Look at the size of the pig this kid killed with a friggin pistol. Holy Barbecue Batman!

Hogzilla is being made into a horror movie. But the sequel may be even bigger: Meet Monster Pig. An 11-year-old Alabama boy used a pistol to kill a wild hog his father says weighed a staggering 1,051 pounds and measured 9-feet-4 from the tip of its snout to the base of its tail. Think hams as big as car tires.

Seriously, my hat’s off to the kid.Â I still can’t get over how big it looks.

With the pig finally dead in a creek bed on the 2,500-acre Lost Creek Plantation, a commercial hunting preserve in Delta, trees had to be cut down and a backhoe brought in to bring Jamison’s prize out of the woods.

Manbearpig will kill us all!

Sometimes I Regret My Suburban Upbringing

One of the things Carrie’s family likes to do when they go to their ranch is shoot one of the wild pigs and have a pig roast. Unfortunatly for me, I was born and raised about 5 miles south of Philadelphia, and I’ve never cleaned and butchered an animal in my life. The idea does not repulse me, in fact, I think it’s something people should know how to do, but no one ever taught me, and none of the other women I’m going with have actually done this with a pig either, just watched it being done by other guys in the family.

I like the idea of the pig roast, but I’m afraid my suburban upbringing has never equipped me to deal with this circumstance, so it’s probably not going to go beyond the idea stage. I’d have to use one of my “terrorist rifles”, probably the PSL, since apparently these wild pigs are rather large, and I don’t have any non-military patterned rifles. But shooting it I can handle, it’s the turning it into dinner part I’m not familiar with. So for those of you who hunt, what’s the basic process once you have a dead animal?

Hobo Deer

My friend Andrew brings me this sad but vaguely amusing story from his home town of Helena, MT.

A young mulie buck survived a jump from the I-15 overpass above Helenaâ€™s Sixth Ward train depot onto a boxcar last week, but had to be destroyed after being further injured by a leap from the boxcar to the ground.

This is where it gets amusing:

â€œWe decided that the only way to get him off of it was for it to jump on its own,â€ he noted. â€œWe wanted to give it a chance.â€

Loewen climbed atop the boxcar and the deer took a flying leap.

â€œHe landed on all four feet,â€ Arnold said. â€œBut then we could see that he also had a broken back leg, too.â€

They decided that the buck stopped here, and shot it. The wardens transported the carcass to the wildlife center, where it was fed to the few bears that hadnâ€™t yet gone into hibernation.

Gotta love Montana.

Dinner Suggestions

Pop on over to see Bitter’s squirrel skinning video. Yum! I’ve been trying to convince my friend from Texas to come on to guest blog some fine squirrel recipes.

Having been born an raised in the Philadelphia suburbs, I can’t say I’ve ever looked at squirrel as a food source, but my friend from Texas assures me it’s very good, which prompted me to reply, “Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I’d never know ’cause I wouldn’t eat the filthy motherf****r.”

But maybe I’ll give it a chance next time I go down to visit her.