Right after Thanksgiving, Long Path came out to see if I could find him a mulie. We were doing an evening sit down on some land I have. Just after sundown, about 25 javelina started moving past me--and all around me.
Two different mamas with half-grown shoats came up at different times, downwind, and tried to figure out what was this strange-smelling thing. They'd get within ten feet.
Watching all that nose-wrinkling and listening to all that deep-breathing made it very difficult to avoid a serious case of the ROFLs. Absolutely hilarious! I'm talking two or three minutes, each! I stayed still; they'd wander off.
(I got LP in there the next evening; he collected one and learned the "how-to" of pig disassembly.)
, Art