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[WmRMeyers]

Not sure 10 people could subdue the larger of the 2 He was quite a bit older than I would have preferred when he was captured no way of knowing how many generations feral either of them are.
One of them is about 6 weeks away from a .22 to the brain right behind the ear they are both uncut boars and I don't want them reaching maturity I'd rather deal with less meat than have it take on the taste of an adult boar either one would be just about right for spit roasting now

I've only raised 3 hogs. One Hampshire (black and white) who was friendly and easy to get along with, named "Porkchop" when I caught him at the Delta County Fair. Sent him to the slaughter house at 180lbs. Maybe 20lbs when I caught him by tackling him, and picked him up in my arms. Replaced him with a couple of red hogs, acquired at about the same age Porkchop was when we got him. They were not at all friendly. When we decided it was better not to keep them any longer, we slaughtered them ourselves. Used a 250-3000 Savage so we didn't have to get all that close. The previous week I'd gotten a groove cut in the toe of my new boot by one of them trying to take a bite of my foot while my toe was through the fence pouring food into their trough. I was 16 or 17 then, had little brothers and sisters that we didn't want anything to happen to. I don't know if all red hogs are mean, but those two were. Still tasted pretty good.

Might have made a difference if we only had one, like with Porkchop. He'd gotten his back scratched, and choice bits of garden refuse hand fed to him, where they were too wild acting. I don't think they were feral, but they sure weren't socialized. They were not pets, but food animals, though my dad treated all his animals as if they were his pets. Even Hercules, a 1500lb Hereford bull he raised from a calf long after I left home. I know that the big growers & suppliers of pork can't and don't treat animals all that well, but ours got a good and comfortable life before they landed on the dinner table.

I don't think I'd even try to fatten up ferals. Of course, there is a reason I don't live on ranch or farm, even though that was my dad's idea of Heaven. I am too flinking lazy for that lifestyle.

Bill