November 15, 2019
Over the years you hear lots of stories. Stories of jokes that guys have played on one another. I’ve written about them in the past. About Johnny putting the dead calf in Clarence’s pasture. And Clarence buying a pail calf and then unable to find the mother of the dead calf. I’ve written of the night they hauled Terry’s bulls home, and then returned his pickup to where it was parked behind the Buckskin, and left the endgate open.
But I don’t think I ever told you the pig story. Oh, I know I’ve told the tale of my experience, or rather Shirley’s experience with the Wild...