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The picture I am looking at is of the first hog I killed hunting. It was close to dark in Livingston Alabama miles out into the woods. It is the middle of nowhere, 30 minutes away from any store. It was very cold this night, and I had never got a hog before. It was my second day out at this place hunting, but nobody had shot anything. It was the afternoon, and we decided to go out there at around two. I had been sitting for hours, and then I heard one coming into the greenfield. Next thing I know, I saw one about one hundred and fifty yards away from me. I look through my scope, and it was so dark I could barely see it. I found him in my scope aimed and waited for him to turn so I had a clear shot on his shoulder. He finally turned and I took the shot and it fell instantly didn't run at all. I tried calling my friend to tell him I got one, but there was no cell service. I then walked over to the hog, took a picture of it, and dragged him out of the greenfield. It was really heavy, so I went and got my truck and waited on my friend and put the hog in my truck. We rode back to the house and cleaned it and put in the freezer. Then went inside warmed up and waited for the next day to go hunting to see if I could get another one.

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