June 6, 2009

Na Na Na Na, Hey, Hey, Goodbye...

At 4:04 this morning, I was awakened by the sound of the trap door dropping closed, followed by loud thrashing. As there was none of the squealing I expected, I figured we had caught anything but the Lone Ranger. I was wrong.

Handsome and I grabbed our flashlights, went out the front door, and immediately knew that we finally had the beast that ruined our front yard.

We had to wait until 6:00 to contact Jason, but made the call as soon as we could. His cell phone was (as expected) turned off, but we received a call back around 6:30 to let us know that they were on their way. As fate would have it, just as they drove in the yard it started to pour down rain, so it got to be a mucky, muddy process.

By the time they got here, hog had already pushed the top loose from the rest of the trap, but thankfully hogs are not big jumpers so he was waiting for them when they arrived. From there, he was snared, hog tied, muzzled and dragged to the truck. It all seemed so unceremonious, but after all...what did he expect? He was mean-tempered, and as Jason told us from a message left by a previous trapper - a notched ear - this hog was not unfamiliar with a trap. That explains why it took a whole week to lure him into this one. We were lucky that he was duly tempted by the fermented corn and watermelon to take the bait.

After about 25 minutes, Jason was able to safely remove him from the trap. And to add insult to injury, the Lone Ranger was dragged through the mess he'd made in our yard...all 200 pounds or so of him. Jason was exhausted by the time he finally lifted the hog up into his truck for transport, but he didn't stop until he had used our hose to cool the hog down with water. He knew that the hog was hot and tired, too.

The hog left our property to live on a farm about 45 minutes north of us. He won't be back again, but the trap will stay here for another couple of weeks to make sure there isn't a Tonto waiting in the woods.

I never dreamt that this would be a major topic when I started my blog, but now you have a real peek into my life. It's not all girly lacy, frilly, yarny and crafty. Sometimes, it's just down and dirty. But, I'll tell you, my friends, this is also what makes my life with Handsome so joyful. The unexpected events we share and how we deal with them.
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These words are a link to the last of the hog saga photos. I also have a link for you to a video of the hog capture. You can click on the title of this post to get to the video. Welcome to my world!

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blushing rose said...

What a cute post ... Once our pigs, that hubby JUST HAD TO HAVE got loose & tore right down a neighbor (unfriendly ones) picnic table in the middle of their picnic. After these same pigs got loose & into a ladies swim pool ... I had NO trouble taking them to auction. They are real stinkers. Loved your story. TTFN ~ Marydon

Anonymous said...

Should I be concerned when you mentioned that Jason (the ever so handsome trapper) has transported the Lone Ranger north ( I recall you mentioning 45 minutes north)? That would place him around the SRQ area..... If my lawn gets chewed up I want Jason's #.

Brynwood Needleworks said...

No worries, Amy...
He's moving to Arcadia. So much to do there, I doubt he'll end up in your yard.
;-)
Dee

susan said...

HAPPPY YOU GOT THE MONSTER. I AM BUSY KNITTINGN ORANGE BABY COCOONS FOR A BOUTIQUE HERE.NOT SUYRE IRF SHE WIL BUY. HALF MOON BAY IS THE PUMPKIN CAPIOTAL OF THE WORLD. OR SO THEY SAY. LOOK FORWARD TO OUR LUNCH..\
SUSAN

Anonymous said...

The hog has been captured.
~niff

Brynwood Needleworks said...

Thanks, Gals, for checking in. We're so glad that the hog has been moved off our property. We're keeping our fingers crossed that there isn't another one lurking in the woods. I'm anxious to clean up and re-sod the front yard. It looks awful!
Hugs to Jen, Susan, Amy and Marydon.
Hope to hear from you again soon.
Donna

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