Hog hunting, or more precisely the rising need for more avid hog hunters, has finally made the pages of New York Times. As the feral hog population explodes, more states are pulling out the stops to cull hog populations.
They had been hunting since 4:30 a.m. without success. Thirteen hours in the East Texas sun had made a discouraged mess of the seven dogs and their masters, Dusty Kennedy and Clint Watson.
“All that rain washed their scent away,” Mr. Watson said earlier. “They’re out here though, somewhere.”
The hogs, he meant. You could tell by the wallows in the fairway, mud patches 6 feet long by 12 feet wide with deep ruts like the tracks of a semi truck.
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