My pop shot a pig way back in the 40s? ish that weighed in at 425 pounds. I didn't believe dad when he told me until pop showed me a photo of it strung up with the weight on a black board next to it. They think it was a cross pig, one that escaped a few years back or whatever. He used a friends horse to drag it out the next day. I don't know where he got it, but he lived up the Coromandel for as long as I know.
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