I keep forgetting to upload the photos in the opposite order, so they're from ending to beginning.
1. Our hog trappers card, in case you need him, 2. the empty cage right on the property line between us and the neighbors, 3. a momma hog (mean and mad) 4. two baby hogs (just as mean as mom.) Whoever said all babies are cute never saw these nasty little sons of guns.
We're all hoping we never run in to daddy hog 'cause he'd probably rip our throat out while we stand frozen in fear. These things are scary.
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