Hunger leads rogue boar to untimely end

By Capt. Bill Watkins
 
The big boar hog rooted out a bed deep in the middle of a briar thicket. It was an easy task for him with his massive neck muscles and hard snout. At nearly threehundred pounds he was like a small bull-dozer and the digging was easy in the sandy loam soil. When the depth of the bed was enough to cover most of his bulk he slid into the bed and lay on his belly with his lower jaw flat on the ground. As he relaxed from his efforts, his breath blew dust from the ground in front of his snout. Hidden from almost any intrusion only his ears and the top of his back was visible above ground.
 
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