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I finally broke down.....
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Cindi    Posted 09-07-2003 at 07:26:36       [Reply]  [No Email]
....and let Jill go on an all night hog hunt last night. This is a first. Jake's been on all nighters and even though she has asked before I never let her, but last night she really put the pressure on.

"Mooom! Pleeeease?!" Her voice went up three octaves. "John and Wendy are finding a babysitter for the kids and EVERYBODY is going! Daniel, Dusty, Paul, Edward, Gina...." The list went on and on. "There's gonna be three trucks and six dogs and about a dozen people! Please!? Please?! I promise I'll call you every two hours and let you know that everything is okay!"

"Everybody won't be there. Your brother won't be there. I'd rather he was there if you go, so he can watch out for you."

"Paul will watch out for me, and I'll watch out for myself. I'll stay with one of the trucks, I promise!"

I relented.

Turns out it was an uneventful night. Except for two things. One was the massive hog they spotted that got away. The way Jill tells it, it came out of one corner of the orange grove and bounded through the rows, only giving them a long enough glimpse to be able to tell that it was a huge black boar with a big white spot on the side that according to Jill, resembled a target. She said it was like something out of the movie the Headless Horseman. It came galloping out of the fog and darkness like an apparition, and by the time they realized what they were seeing it disappeared under the fence into the adjoining property and was gone. John, the ring leader, was fit to be tied.

"Do I have to do EVERYTHING myself?!"

By the time Edward was on his feet and fumbling with the catch on the dog box to release the dogs, the hog was gone.

"Ya'll have to pay attention now, or we're wastin' our time!"

Two a.m. found them clustered around the vehicles, a cool breeze blowing, the dogs waiting silently in their bozes, the hunters scattered about in various stages of relaxed repose, waiting. It was then that the dogs scrambled to their feet, Duchess growling low in the back of her throat. Two other dogs began to whine softly.

"What is it?" Someone whispered.

"Not a hog." John whispered back. "They got scent of something but it's not a hog."

"How can you tell?" Asked Jill.

"I can tell." He said simply. By then Duchess' growl was continous, a low constant rumble. Jill said the sound of the dog was enough to raise goosebumps all over her. Everyone got still and listened.

Suddenly a voice came out of the darkness.

"Hey's it goin'?" An unidentifiable voice attached to a shadow, coming out of nowhere with no warning.

Duchess went wild and John had to yell at her and bang on her box with his fist to calm her down.

"Who is that?" John called into the darkness.

"It's me Jamie....and Josh."

It was Jake's best freind Jamie and his little brother.

"Good gravy boy! How the he11 did you find us?! Your place is two or three miles from here. You come here on foot?"

"Yeah....I heard the dogs and we just followed the sound. Where's Jake at?"

"He's gone deer hunting in South Carolina." Jill supplied.

"Oh, well, ya'll mind if we tag along?"

"I don't mind," John said, "but I don't know about that boy there." He indicated Josh. "He's no bigger than a popcorn fart. I reckon he'll have to stay in the truck with the women."

"Not unless you got something to tie him down with. He won't stay in no truck. He's tougher than he looks." Josh never spoke, just stood by while his brother took up the slack on his behalf.

By four a.m. they had given up the chase and were headed for home. Everyone piled into the trucks, Jamie and Josh seated at the back. John had planned to exit out of the grove using the road closest to Jamie's house so they wouldn't have to walk so far. He pulled up to the highway and stopped to allow them time to jump off. When no one moved he hollered out the window.

"Jamie, you boys gonna get off?"

"They've been gone, John, they slipped off a long time ago. Jamie said he wanted to check his hog traps."

They had gone the same way they had come. Silently, swiflty, with no warning.

John shook his head, spit a stream of tobacco juice out the window and chuckled.

"Boy reminds me of myself not too many years ago."

Jill said that was a high compliment and she figures that Jamie will always be welcome on future hunting trips.

I know that I am not of the same caliber of Jamie and John and the others, in fact being the big chicken that I am I would probably be more trouble than I'm worth, but the next time they go on an all nighter....I'm goin'.

LH    Posted 09-07-2003 at 07:43:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
Cindi what breed of dogs do y'all use to hunt the hogs?

Cindi    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:01:33       [Reply]  [No Email]
John has a female pit bull (Duchess) and two pit mixs one named Yeller and the other named Red. I told him if he bred those two he'd get some orange puppies. I don't think he gets it. : )

Jill was just asking me this morning if she could take one of our dogs next time but I don't think I want to get them used to running after hogs. Even though Elvis is old I think he would do great at it but I'm afraid he'd get hurt and I'm too stingy to risk anything happening to him. Girl and Sugar, the pig pasture dogs, would be good at it too, but they need to be doing their job in the pastures at night keeping wild hogs away from our domestic stock.

LH    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:30:06       [Reply]  [No Email]
I have plott hounds, mine are used pretty much just for coons but they are supposed to be great big game hounds as well

Cindi    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:37:08       [Reply]  [No Email]

OM MY GAWD!!! Someone else with plott hounds! That's what Girl and Sugar are! Well they're mixed with curr, but Girl has the classic plott looks, brindle, long face, but she's got a little white on's a link to a pic.

Cindi    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:39:38       [Reply]  [No Email]
Well it was meant to be a link. Anyway they are just pups here, but you let them get a whiff of a wild hog and they will go nuts. They live with our domestic hogs but they can tell the difference a mile away. If you want to hunt yours on hogs you would probably do well with them.

LH    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:58:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
We dont have any wild hogs or even bear here thus Im stuck with coons, but I bought my dogs out of TN where they use them for about everything. Mine are young just over a year old and the best natural hunters Ive ever owned. Im looking for a good male now to breed mine to

~Lenore    Posted 09-07-2003 at 09:57:15       [Reply]  [No Email]
Cindi, you answered my question before I could ask.
I wondered how you kept hogs and hog dogs.
My son, Hog Hunter has catahoulas (SP?) and currs.
That boy has more pics of those dogs than he does of his wife,
and she sure is a lot cuter than them!!
When folks bring out photos of their family;
he brings out photos of his dogs.

bob ny    Posted 09-08-2003 at 07:48:20       [Reply]  [No Email]
and your point is?

Cindi    Posted 09-07-2003 at 10:47:25       [Reply]  [No Email]
Awww..! Well I know how that goes. Most everybody has a wife but how many have huntin' dogs!? Lol!

Sugar and Girl were tossed into the pig pasture with the hogs when they were three months old. Now they are all family. Any time of the day you look out there you will see those two dogs tangled up in a pile with the sows in the shade snoring the day away. But let a strange hog come in there, especially a boar and they will rip it to pieces given a chance. I guess wild hogs have a smell about them that gives them away.

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