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The War at Long Creek, Part Two

Click to enlargeEditor’s Note: Gene Brooks of Dublin, Georgia, hunts hogs in three different states and is on call to a large number of landowners and farmers. When a bad hog or a pack of hogs starts eating and destroying crops, tearing up roads and killing dogs, then landowners and farmers call Brooks. Brooks' motto is, "Have Dogs, Will Travel." Although Brooks catches and removes any hog or group of hogs that terrorizes the landscape, he specializes in "killer" hogs. Killer hogs have been hunted before by other hog hunters and are so bad that they leave bulldogs, curs and hounds lying on the ground like casualties from a bombing raid. For the next two weeks, we'll look at the man, his dogs and the hogs he hunts.

Click to enlargeThe history of the catch dog goes all the way back to the founding of this country, when both hogs and cattle were allowed to roam free. When a stockman wanted to catch his pork or round up his cattle, he'd often use a catch dog to go in and hold the critter until he could get a rope on it. Catch dogs are stock dogs bred and trained for this dangerous mission. However, Blackjack and Jack never had faced a hog as big, strong, smart and tough as the Long Creek Boar. "When I released the catch dogs, they both grabbed the big boar," Brooks explains. "But they didn't stay on him long. That hog began to work on those dogs like a hot butter kClick to enlargenife cuts through soft butter. Dogs and blood were in the air, and Blackjack had nine holes and cuts in him when the hog was through with him. After the battle, I was able to get Blackjack to the vet before he bled to death. Once we arrived at the vet, the vet had to use two other dogs as donors to get blood back in Blackjack as the vet stitched him up. Luckily, Blackjack made it, but Jack wasn't so lucky. The hogged ripped Jack's entire chest open when Jack went in and grabbed the hog by the ear. (That's where Jack always liked to catch a hog). However, the hog was so strong and powerful that he began to sling Jack around in the air like he was a rag doll. Every time Jack came down from the air, the hog came up with his tusk and ripped the dog. Jack died on the spot. His courage had killed him. He was just outmatched by the hog. Jack didn’t make a mistake. He just had too much hog to handle."

Click to enlargeThe three cur dogs continued to bay the hog, and Neal knew he had to move quickly and take action or else the other dogs would be cut or killed. "Trip ran in behind the hog and grabbed the big boar by the tail as the boar tried to break to run," Brooks recalls. With the hog's tail in his hand, Neal wrapped the tail around his hand so he'd have a firm hold. At the same time that Neal stopped the hog, the cur dogs attacked the boar's head with the courage that was bred into them through their bulldog ancestry. This point is when the hog catching really gets serious. As Neal held onto the wild boar's tail, stopping the hog, the dogs attempted to grab the hog's ear and jaws. At the same time, Brooks ran in to try and pick up a front leg of the hog and knock him over. Both men and all three dogs were in extremely-close quarters with the 525-pound, slashing-and-cutting killing machine known as the Long Creek Boar.


Check back each day this week for more about HE HUNTS KILLERS...

Day 1 - About the Killer Hunter
Day 2 - About the Hogs
Day 3 - The War at Long Creek, Part One
Day 4 - The War at Long Creek, Part Two
Day 5 - The War at Long Creek - Part Three


Entry 282, Day 4