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My Neighbor Jim-3
- Thread starter Royal
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I used to raise hogs.At one time I had about a dozen brood sows and one large - and happy - boar. They were usually pretty gentle EXCEPT when they had baby's.We used to lock the sows in the barn when it was time to castrate the little ones-usually when they were a couple of weeks old.Each time the knife would hit them they would squeal loudly (can't say I blame them) and the sows would try and tear the barn down.One day one DID knock part of a wall down and came out slobbering and snapping her jaws with murder on her mind! We immediately dropped the baby and headed out as fast as we could go.My father-in-law who was helping me had a bad knee from a war injury in Korea-but you sure couldn't tell it that day! He passed me and jumped a 4 foot fence!
Your story reminds me of something my dumb cousin got me into several years ago. I will write it when I get the time.
Your story reminds me of something my dumb cousin got me into several years ago. I will write it when I get the time.
Rob/Windsor Ont.
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