Wednesday, August 3, 2016

I live in a cartoon



I do live in a cartoon. The Pig is giving Yanni fits. Every night just before the sun goes down he and his rifle head out the front door.  He is wearing camo shorts and a wife beater with his leather old Greek man sandals.   Last night he comes back after about an hour and says "I need your help". He wants me to hold the flashlight and follow right behind him while he walks and when he says flash the light, I am to flash the light. OK, how difficult can this be?
So we are walking and he says "flash the light" and I do. (By the way this is a super good military flashlight that you can see very far pin point distances.) Nothing. So we walk some more and do this exercise a few more times and then I flash the light and before I know what happened """KABOOM""" I almost fell down. The pig was not hit. I said "OK, I am done with this game" and headed back to the house.
I can laugh about this now but wait until we are skinning and gutting and cutting up a 150 lb pig at midnight and disposing of the excess so the dogs don't have a party in the morning. I might feel a bit different.
Now I am a live and let live sort of gal except in the case of pigs. When they are sleeping and rooting right up next to the house they are exciting once and even twice but when they tear down your tomato fences to get at one green tomato it is time for them to be dead or be scared off the property.   
I also have to admit I love living where my dogs can be dogs but it is also great to live where a man can be a man or at least pursue the tough guy things he likes to pursue.  

It is legal to hunt on your own property and we do have a permit to do this.    The reason you need the permit is because when you take the pig to the butcher to be processed properly they will need to see some sort of proof that you are allowed to have killed a pig.

PS:  Unless you have had first hand experience with these guys please do not tell me how dangerous they are or how lucky we are to come from an encounter unscathed.  We encounter them every day and we know exactly how they are.    We do have a permit to hunt pig on our property.    I doubt we will ever catch one but ya never know what happens in a cartoon.