by TalkHunting Member Robert "pollock" Szatkowski

Hog dogging, have you ever wondered what it is like to catch a wild pig with your bare hands and feel the raw power of a beast that can truly test your body's inner strength? Then, this is a story for you.

Once there was a boy named Scott. He grew up in the woods with his dad, growing up his dad tried his best to raise the boy  with true respect for his fellow man and most of all respect for the woods and the animals that live there. At the age of thirteen Scott was a good size boy and thought he was invincible. Scott had always helped his dad train dogs on pigs in a pen but they were always small ones.
 
Scott had never been on a real hunting trip for wild pigs with his dad, his dad always said that he would let him know when it was time. So one day Scott looked at his dad and said dad I have been helping you all my life, I know how to catch one of these pigs. So his dad said ok son its time.
All through the week Scott could hardly wait, all he could think about was being in the open woods with truly wild hogs. Finally it was the day of the hunt and Scott was so excited he could not sit still for nothing in the world. When his dad got home from work he told Scott to load the dogs, in the blink of an eye Scott was out the door. With the dogs and gear loaded the boy and his dad start toward the woods, when they finally got to where they were going Scott's dad looked at the boy and said this, son this experience that you're about to embark on will truly show you what a wild animal is made of and make you a man. Stay close and listen to what I say; Scott took in every word and was ready for anything.

The man and his son went to the back of the truck and set the dogs loose and the hunt was on. All Scott could think about while walking in the woods was how the whole hunt was going to happen. After forty five minutes Scott looked at his dad and said dad how come we haven't seen nothing yet and at that split moment the dogs sounded off a quarter mile out. Scott's heart raced with excitement, everything he had been thinking about had went blank in seconds. The boy and his dad took off running toward the dogs. When they got there Scott stood in amazement, it was the biggest Russian razor back boar he had ever seen.
 
This pig was a true dog killer and men to if it got the chance. In a split second Scott took off toward the beast without any word from his dad. At this time the hog was spinning round and round trying to throw the dogs of its body, so Scott's dad took off after the boy and pulled him back by his shirt and moved ahead of him. All the sudden the pig broke loose and started toward Scott's dad. While trying to move Scott out of the way, Scott's dad fell and before he could do anything the beast was on him, trying to kill him. But in the same moment the dogs grabbed the hog again and Scott moved in. Without even thinking about it Scott grabbed the beast by the back legs and pulled it away from his dad dogs and all.
 
Scott had never held something with so much power this pig was jerking, pulling, and thrashing its head trying to kill any thing that got in its face. While Scott held the beast with all his strength his dad made it back to his feet but he was cut bad, all over his hands and arms were he had tried to keep the hog from killing him. But despite all the pain, he drew his knife and stabbed the beast, the fight was over. Scott dropped the pig and went to his dad, he asked dad are you ok, being the person he was his dad said "yes, son, I'm good." This moment in time had made Scott a man, and his dad knew it. He thanked his son for the job he had done, and the two men have been hunting together every since