[American Hoggers] is a show that is currently airing new episodes at 9:00 p.m. CDT
Wednesdays on A&E. It stars [Jerry Campbell] and his family as they hunt for feral hogs in Texas and neighboring
states.
Now,
those who have not seen me in a while might think that the included image is of
me. It is not, but I must admit that I
was headed in that direction. For my
last [Stetson] was looking about that ragged, and our body types are awfully
(quite literally) close.
No,
that is not all about him that might remind people from my past of me. For before our Heavenly Father put me through
the change, my way of expressing myself was every bit as “colorful” as
his. In fact, the producers of the show
might have worn out their expletive button while trying to come up with enough footage
to pass muster with the [FCC rules] for the very first episode. (Be assured that this is not something that I
have fond memories of being like.)
As
for the show itself, I have only been able to watch one episode so far. For in order to make it more entertaining,
they are having them do some really stupid stuff.
Well,
at least I hope that this is the case.
For I can’t imagine the Campbell clan still being in that business if as
it appears on the show is actually the way they do things, such as taking their
horses into strange (to them) swampland in Louisiana and spending more time
fussing at each other than hunting hogs.
Oh,
but they are perfect for a reality show like this—right? For here is a crusty old codger with a couple
of hot daughters chasing feral hogs all over the place for the entertainment of
city folks, who have no idea what should be happening.
Just
in case you are curious, the feral hogs they are mostly chasing have not made
it to razorback status yet. For a true razorback
is at least a third or fourth generation feral hog that has completely adapted
to the wild life while still retaining some lack of fear for humans.
Needless
to say, that combination makes a true razorback a lot more dangerous to hunt
than the feral hogs the Campbells are going after on the show. For they will start hunting the hunter when
they get tired of running, and a good-sized razorback can easily maim a horse
and even kill a dog—not to mention any humans they can get ahold of.
No,
I have never actually hunted for a razorback, nor a feral hog of any kind, but
I do have some experience with how hard it can be to kill a hog at times. For years ago, the day came to butcher one of
the hogs that I had been fattening up to eat and I had failed to make sure that
I had the right ammo on hand. So,
instead of heading out to the pen with my trusty [.30-30 Winchester], the only
shells I could find around the house were some [.22 long rifles] and [12 gauge slugs]. To make a fairly long story
somewhat shorter, I wound up shooting the [barrow] squarely in the forehead with
one of the 12 gauge slugs, which dropped him immediately. While I was in the process of cutting his
throat to start draining the blood, he stood up and started letting out what
sounded like a deep growl. Despite not making
any threatening moves toward me, that hog standing up scared me worse than I
have been scared in my life (before and since).
After I was finally able to start actually butchering him, I cut open
his head and found that the 12 gauge slug that I had shot him with the first
time had completely removed his brain.
So,
I can appreciate how many shots the Campbells sometime take to put a feral hog
down, but I still have a lot of trouble with the way they get there. Yeah, even after my experience with the hog
that wouldn’t die, I wish I was still healthy enough to go show them how it
should be done.
Please Also Visit:
and
