so I decide to go hog hunting last night, I'm sitting in my truck / blind contemplating the finer things of life, listening to the bull frog in the distance, a hoot owl, coyotes and of course all the crazy birds that still think it's daylight out
next thing I know I'm sitting straight up because I just heard a hog snort and it sounded like I was right at my door. I look to my left and there's a hog not 25 yards away so now I'm trying to sneak out of my truck so I can get a shot without making any noise. Bang flop in the pig goes down DRT.
4 hours later my friends tell me they're ready to go home so I drive up to where the hog is lying to pick it up. Something keeps nagging at me, something in the back of my head said kick the pig. So I kicked the pig. Well she tries to get up and eat me. So here I am running back to my truck like a little scared schoolgirl to get my pistol.
So the moral of the story boys and girls is. as Ronald Reagan would say, trust but verify.