I saw 2 large pigs trotting across a cut corn field Friday. There were 3 10 pounders in tow. Just knew it was a couple of sows with little ones. I managed to kill the two large ones and 2 of the small ones. The two large ones turned out to be boars.

I guess momma had already met a bullet and the little guys teamed up with whomever they could find.

That other little guy was dang lucky. I bet I missed him 15 times. It was like shooting at a dang bumble bee!