spotstalkshoot
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I was working ground in the spring for a farmer friend, I saw a small pig(10-15 pounds) rooting along a drainage ditch. Called my farmer buddy, he said he would come over with the side by side. I kept an eye on the pig as I worked around the field. He rode up, I idled the tractor and hopped in. Told him to run the pig until it started to slow up and I would bail out and grab it. We chased the piggy about 100 yards. I hopped out on the go and ran and grabbed it. He drove up and said I cannot believe you caught it. I showed him the ear tattoo ( there is a confinement building 1/2 mile away). He said that was the guys tattoo. I called the building owner and told him I have one of your pigs. He said no you don't and hung up. I called him back and said the tattoo looks like yours, he hung up again after saying it wasn't his. I called my buddy and he said he was keeping it for pork chops. Later he told me the building owner couldn't take it back because it had ran loose and couldn't chance it would bring disease into the building. He kept it in an old feed lot/barn he had. Took it to the butcher when he thought it was 300 pounds. He said it was great pork, I never got even a ham sandwich.