He finally got one!

Dale's gone out hunting for wild hog dozens upon dozens of times without any luck ... until today. He and his buddy Ryan (who is also from Nebraska and here for flight school) went out this morning and came home with this fella.



Right now they, and Parker, are out cleaning him. Parker's giving a little comic relief as they work, and last I went out was informed that the "Pig pooped in dad's truck and that's gross". When they're done, I guess we're off to Lowes to buy a deep freeze since there's no way a pig is going to fit in our tiny little freezer. At some point, Ryan is going to smoke up some of the meat, which I actually may try. Maybe.

You'll have to congratulate Dale on his kill when you next talk to him. He's pretty proud of it :)