Precisely! And you can bet your bottom dollar (a phrase which conjurs up some odd images in my head) that by the time that tale is told for the 5th time, the hunter was beset upon by a pack of attacking javelina, all bent for his blood. But for his quick actions, he might have been KILLED!
Meanwhile, out in the brush, said javelina piggy is saying, "eww! What's that odd coppery taste to my prickly pear this morning?" And back he goes to munching.