A creature was stalking through the brush. The leaves crunched slightly underneath it's feet. To the pigs the steps sounded strange. Only one slow foot fall at a time. Crunch..........cruuuuuunchhhhh......crrrrrruuuuunnnnch. it was so strange, big momma, the first not so little pig was confused.
Big momma carried on nursing her brood in preparation for the nights activities. She was laying in the bed of her cedar covered "house". Her brood was milling around and making slight squealing noises. The sneaky creature latched onto this quickly and slowly made its way toward them. Big Momma was so big to the creature he thought it was a calf. He stared into the darkness under the Ccedar and suddenly big momma stood up. She faced the creature head on. She stared down the barrel of a 375 jdj Contender as a 52 grains of H4895 huffed and puffed and blew a 220 grain chunk of lead at her head. SMACK! The first not so little pig fell over as the lead blew a hole in her head.
The second not so little pig was joining his friends in a field to search for dinner. The creature knew they were there because pigs can never be quiet. He stalked and crept through the mesquites, carefully dodging the sticks and twigs under his feets. The creature could see the second not so little pig enjoying himself digging and rooting in the soil. The creature raised his single shot tube of steel and the powder huffed and puffed a blew the lead to the second not so little pig's shoulder. The lead hit high in the second not so little pig's ribs. He fell over squealing. As the creature approached the second not so little pig got up to run. The creature drew his 45 acp and fired. Miss...the pig was running for his life across a field, but was slow from the wound. The creature took off in a whirl of speed, in a mad dash chasing the pig to the West. He closed the distance with ease, made it to 10 yards and double tapped the second not so little pig in the chest. Good night second not so little pig.
The third not so little pig was on his way to the market. He was quickly making his way down the market road. He was diving and dodging down the pig trail. Enjoying the crisp North wind in his face. The creature was lurking again. It's ears and eyes on keen alert. Listening and watching the gaps in the brush. The third not so little pig was in such a hurry to the market he didn't notice the camouflaged creature in his path. The creature heard the third not so little pig coming quick behind him. He slowly pivoted on his feet in preparation for their meeting. The third not so little pig came so fast and close without a clue the creature didn't even use the scope on his Contender. He pointed the pistol and squeezed the trigger making the powder huff and puff and blow the lead right into the third not so little pig's head. Flip, twitch, kick, down goes the third not so little pig. He didn't make it to the market.
Big momma carried on nursing her brood in preparation for the nights activities. She was laying in the bed of her cedar covered "house". Her brood was milling around and making slight squealing noises. The sneaky creature latched onto this quickly and slowly made its way toward them. Big Momma was so big to the creature he thought it was a calf. He stared into the darkness under the Ccedar and suddenly big momma stood up. She faced the creature head on. She stared down the barrel of a 375 jdj Contender as a 52 grains of H4895 huffed and puffed and blew a 220 grain chunk of lead at her head. SMACK! The first not so little pig fell over as the lead blew a hole in her head.
The second not so little pig was joining his friends in a field to search for dinner. The creature knew they were there because pigs can never be quiet. He stalked and crept through the mesquites, carefully dodging the sticks and twigs under his feets. The creature could see the second not so little pig enjoying himself digging and rooting in the soil. The creature raised his single shot tube of steel and the powder huffed and puffed a blew the lead to the second not so little pig's shoulder. The lead hit high in the second not so little pig's ribs. He fell over squealing. As the creature approached the second not so little pig got up to run. The creature drew his 45 acp and fired. Miss...the pig was running for his life across a field, but was slow from the wound. The creature took off in a whirl of speed, in a mad dash chasing the pig to the West. He closed the distance with ease, made it to 10 yards and double tapped the second not so little pig in the chest. Good night second not so little pig.
The third not so little pig was on his way to the market. He was quickly making his way down the market road. He was diving and dodging down the pig trail. Enjoying the crisp North wind in his face. The creature was lurking again. It's ears and eyes on keen alert. Listening and watching the gaps in the brush. The third not so little pig was in such a hurry to the market he didn't notice the camouflaged creature in his path. The creature heard the third not so little pig coming quick behind him. He slowly pivoted on his feet in preparation for their meeting. The third not so little pig came so fast and close without a clue the creature didn't even use the scope on his Contender. He pointed the pistol and squeezed the trigger making the powder huff and puff and blow the lead right into the third not so little pig's head. Flip, twitch, kick, down goes the third not so little pig. He didn't make it to the market.
