Arrived at the farm this morning around 6 am flashlights in hand. What do I find? Sam and Charlie out and about.
Apparently, a tree had knocked down their fence and they were right there to meet me when I got out of the truck. They stood at my feet chatting with me while I filled their feed bucket and then they followed Chuck right back to their pen.
Boars fed. Fence Fixed. Man I'm grateful for boars that are friendly, laid back, and manageable.
No pictures - because it was very dark.