That no good dirty sunofablackcap sow is on the neighbors and I cannot get him back thru the gate. I have tried 3 nights in a row and still can't get him to go where he needs to be.
Tonight was the topper I sorted him out of about 10 of the stockers in the next place and my son and I had him going real good but about 60yds from the gate he makes a run for it and I just about had him headed off when I stpped on something and heard ligaments tearing in my right ankle. I then proceded to run another 50 or so feet with my nose off the ground about 6 inches.
Funny how time slows down when yer havin fun. I remember distinctly having this conversation with myself about how if I could go just a little furtherI could maybe get my legs under me and then suddenly realized that I was actually kidding myself and since I was already that close to the ground I may as well just go ahead and fall.
I do remember distinctly looking around as I was rolling to make sure that BLACK SATAN as he will henceforth be know had not reversed course to grind me into the dirt a little. He however was about 100 yards away hiding behind some willows and bellering at me for all he was worth.
So here's the deal I have this black sob for sale, the good news is that he need not leave here alive, I am more than willing to sell the shooting right on his sorry black butt , and for not much money. Chances are he will come home feet first anyway.
Tonight was the topper I sorted him out of about 10 of the stockers in the next place and my son and I had him going real good but about 60yds from the gate he makes a run for it and I just about had him headed off when I stpped on something and heard ligaments tearing in my right ankle. I then proceded to run another 50 or so feet with my nose off the ground about 6 inches.
Funny how time slows down when yer havin fun. I remember distinctly having this conversation with myself about how if I could go just a little furtherI could maybe get my legs under me and then suddenly realized that I was actually kidding myself and since I was already that close to the ground I may as well just go ahead and fall.
I do remember distinctly looking around as I was rolling to make sure that BLACK SATAN as he will henceforth be know had not reversed course to grind me into the dirt a little. He however was about 100 yards away hiding behind some willows and bellering at me for all he was worth.
So here's the deal I have this black sob for sale, the good news is that he need not leave here alive, I am more than willing to sell the shooting right on his sorry black butt , and for not much money. Chances are he will come home feet first anyway.
