Thread: OK I almost shit myself

Thanks everyone for your constructive input, it is always great to get all this knowledge from other peoples experiences and thats what makes this forum such a great place.

I will let you in on a couple of stories that have always stuck in my mind and I guess what has fueled my fear of pigs.

One story is of a couple of guys that went out for a hunt, there was a big boar in the area that was well known and had been shot at and been bailed by dogs but had always got away.

On this particular hunt they were crossing a field when this mighty big boar appeared out of no where and charged at them, now although flight mode should have been this pigs number one instinct apparently it was so sick of being hunted by both riffles and dogs that it had decided enough was enough.

It charged after the pair and after they had a couple of pop shots they turned and ran with one of then jumping the fence while the other one climbed a fence post.

The big boar ran up to the fence and gave it a good nudge resulting in the gentleman falling to the ground while said boar commenced his unrelentless assult on its 1st victim goring him with its tusks and opening his stomach up.

The other fella being such a good mate and comrade made the choice to come to his mates aid, pulling his blade from his pouch and with the massive boar preoccupied feasting on his mate he swipped his blade through the air slashing the archillied heels of the boar laying it out.

With the mighty boar now in 2 wheel drive instead of 4wd the man jumped on the back of the boar slitting its throat from ear to ear.

Serveying the carnage he could see his mate had his stomach opened up from top to bottom so he managed to get the truck so close then manovered his mate the rest of the way and got him into the truck.

He got his mate to hospital where he recieved over 600 stitches, now this maybe a wives tale I don't know but certainly doesn't hurt to air on the side of caution when dealing with unkown animals.

It certainly has made me keep my witts about me.

The othe story was about a tramper who got lost in the bush and all they found was the remains of him after being eaten by a pig or pigs.