There had been some unsubstantiated rumors floating around I’d been spending more time chasing skirt over winter than the pigs, I probably should clarify that statement. For me the pig comes first, you will really see me chasing pigs wearing skirts, in-fact they would be sows wouldn’t they and I try and let them go, when I can, the sows that is. Now if you’re confused so am I usually, but I can say for sure  that when life gets confusing and you need to clear your head there’s nothing better than dragging your sad ass out of bed before daybreak and letting the dogs off for some pig hunting. It had been a long winter for me, with two new pups coming on, bloody deer chasing, goat chewing, possum killing bitches, these fantail following freaks have been impossible, but slowly, the girls have been dealing with their fetishists, (with some light help from the shock collar) while I picked up the pieces along the way! Along with my sorry ass I might add. Moles!   ...