Baymule's 500 Pound Boar!

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I'm waiting for the video of the 500 lb jog running down the road

He could walk right through any fence he wants to, but he doesn't know he can. He's actually very calm and docile. I spray him with water 3-4 times a day. First I put water in his tub, he gets a drink, then I spray the area I want him to go to and now, he walks over to that area for me to spray him. He lets out an occasional grunt as he cools off. When he stands in the trough we built for him, he is at eye level with the window I feed him through.
 

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Called a "SWAG"... Scientific Wild A$$ Guess... ;):lol: You can by a tape measure and measure around their chest to estimate weight. Some have farm scales they can walk the animals across. Most just guesstimate and go with it. Many have experience with the animals and can estimate pretty danged accurately.
 

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It is hot, Wilbur is wearing a fat suit and he loves to get squirted several times a day. So I oblige him and wet him down, then I wet down his laying place. Can’t make him a mud hole in this sand, so I just try to keep him a wet spot. I won’t spray him near the fence, he would wallow a hole the size of a Volkswagen bug in no time.

First I put water in his tub, he gets a good drink. Then I direct the nozzle where I want him to stand and he walks over there. Sometimes he goes and stands there waiting for me to spray him.

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He has a hole wallowed out behind the mulch pile. The trees shade him all day, the mulch pile keeps the sun off as it’s going down. So I spray his wallow real good.

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Today I was in the garden. Wilbur lumbered to the fence and said, “unt”. I tossed him a rutabaga. He sniffed it, looked at me and said, “unt”. Obviously he did not want a rutabaga. I went through my new gate and walked around his pen. I broke off a bouquet of sassafras twigs which he happily munched on. I offered him a Persimmon branch. “Unt”. That’s pig Latin for Nope. I offered him elm. He took it and ate it. So now I know that I am supposed to give him sassafras and elm twigs for his treat.
 
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