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The night I met Spot!

The night I met Spot!
Summary: Now, this is quite a story. I was in the middle of nowhwere out of Camp Wood Texas, setting up a pop up to hunt the next morning. It was 12:30am. I walked to the feeder to pace off my yardage, and (don't do this) I spun the feeder with my finger out of habit. I was walking back to my 4wheeler and the hair stood up on my neck as I felt something behind me. I turned, and in the darkness, I saw the white parts of this monster glowing in the moonlight. I jumped on the ATV, pulled my pistol and hollered at Butch (though I can't repeat what I was yelling). He said not to shoot, and see what he would do. I followed him with my pistol as Butch started saying here pig! THis big SOB walked over to him, and began eating the peanuts out of his hand! Then, Butch reached down, rubbed his belly and the hog flopped on the ground, passed gas, and rolled over to get his belly rubbed. I put the gun away and grabbed the camera. We had more fun with this hog that night. He just wanted goodies, and he ruined my hog hunt the next morning when he knew I was in the blind, and asking for more goodies. I brought him home as a pet for a year. Someone must have raised him as an FFA project and turned him loose in the back country.