That would be Jeremiah. He went hunting for javelina (pronounced havelina for all you out-of-towners) a couple weekends ago & met success! Woohoo! Best of all I didn't have to eat it! Now don't get me wrong - if we were in less fortunate circumstances I'd make all kind of javelina dishes, but the fact that I can buy meat I enjoy makes me glad that some of his employees really wanted the pig. I haven't actually tried javelina & I wanted to, but I was out of town when his guys cooked it. But I ate some of the russian boar he shot last year & I didn't care much for it. It wasn't gross, but it wasn't good. And there's still a whole leg of it in the freezer outside! (And I wouldn't be surprised if the taste of javelina isn't far off from russian boar.) Anyway, back to his javelina - he'd gone out hunting with my dad (who doesn't hunt) Friday morning and they hadn't seen a thing. He went back out again by himself early Saturday morning & hiked miles & watched for hours and finally decided to call it a day & headed back to his truck. As he was headed back for the highway he spotted one from the road & was lucky enough to get out quickly enough & blast it. He was stoked!
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Notice that he can't keep from smiling! He NEVER smiles for pictures!
Tara's right. but that is disgusting. The little pig has blood dried on his snout. He's def. not the one that went wee wee wee all the way home...Jer shot him first.
disgusting, disgusting. i would be so glad to be out of town if i were you when all this went down. i can handle dead fish, but if it can walk and it's dead, i don't want it anywhere near me!
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