The Pig Shot

Never doubt that I’ve lived an interesesting life. Sometimes I think back and shake my own head at some of the things I’ve done and the lessons learned. 

Today we watched a movie with Angie Dickensen and this pig memory came flooding back. It was one of those shake my own head moments. 

The actress Angie Dickinson many many years ago used to play a shoot with two hands lady cop. Keep that in mind. 

So when I was a young bride we had a few good mares and a wonderful old stallion (an actual grandson of the great Three Bars) that I loved. And we produced some, what I thought, were pretty special colts. 

Somebody wanted one of the newly weaned fillies. We let them trade us a pile of bred sows and a big old boar named Ike for this filly. We were thinking we’d pig out the sows and sell that many more pigs and make a very tidy profit off this one filly. 

It wasn’t too bad a deal keeping the sows, pigging then out, then selling the whole bunch of pigs except that we were keeping them in modified cow corrals for a while (I know, but we were very young then) and this one young sow was Houdini raised and always getting out. 

Well one day she was out again and I was fed up. I went in, got the six shooter (honestly, we had a permit for it and all) and I remember being pretty dang mad when I stepped out the back door and saw her rooting in my garden. 

I raised up the gun two handed just like “Angie Dickerson, Police Woman” and fired off a round more intending to frighten the sow than to do her any harm. 

To my horror and amazement (it was a long shot and hand guns aren’t all that easy to be accurate with, especially at that distance) I heard the pig squeal and saw her flop down on her side. Oh no!!!! I killed the pig I thought as I went running over there crying. 

She was laying there still as could be  as I looked over the carcuss (through my tear filled eyes) for the bullet hole I thought I put in her. I couldn’t see anything but a little bruise up high on her shoulder. (Did I mention the only bullets we had at the time were some wad cutters used for shooting paper targets?)

All of a sudden to my even greater astonishment she jumped up and ran off, in fact right back into the corral she had escape out of. Apparently that was wad cutter had hit in a spot that knocked her down and just stunned her, much to my relief. 

Now you might think that would have cured her of escaping but it didn’t. However, it did do some good because when she did get out ever after, all I had to do was go outside and clap my hands loud, once, and she would run right back into the pen every time. 

I learned more than the pig. Never after that did I ever pick up a gun when I was angry. Good thing for an old cowboy I know. There were days when I’d have rather shot him than look at him. 

I do believe guns have their place, for protection of self and livestock from predators and to humanely do the right thing for a terribly suffering animal. But better be cool and rational in their use not like a mad Angie Dickerson, Police Woman. 


3 responses to “The Pig Shot

  1. That made me chuckle! I remember when the neighbour’s huge sow got loose and came up to our place when I was a kid, my mom made us all stay in the house until they came and got her. She was huge!

    • 600 lbs those old sows can get to and they have eaten more than one child in the course of history. Your mom was wise. And the bark at you and it’s even scared me more than once.

  2. JoAnn Marshall

    Great story, Cowgirl! God Bless and have a good day!

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