My older brother Pat has a buddy Ev whom he hunts with in Hollister. He takes people boar hunting on his family ranch as a side business. Boar hunting is a particularly dangerous style of hunting, as boars are aggressive and may charge you. To hunt them you need well-trained, fearless and aggressive dogs to run them down. While it is uncommon, a boar will gore a dog if cornered.
If a little rat dog with a sweater is a Metrosexual, and a duck or pheasant hunting dog is a Marine, a boar-hunting dog is a Navy seal.
Ev was leading a group boar hunting when the dogs flushed out a 300 lbs. boar. One of the dumbasses in the group freaked out and started shooting at movement. The guy ended up hitting Ev’s dog Chet. The shot went right through Chet’s eye, and he lay there not moving, so Ev assumed he was dead. Ev punched the guy in the face, and being a gentleman, did not kick him in the nuts. He told the guy to fuck off, and he did, leaving Ev alone with Chet.
Figuring the dog was dead, Ev decided to leave Chet in the wilderness he loved so much. Ev told his family what happened, and cursing the idiot who shot him, they mourned the loss of their dog with a beer in town.
Low and behold, when Ev came back from town, Chet strolled in. Not only had he survived, but also found his way back home. They took him to the vet, and discovered that after being shot, he had gone into shock. The bullet had gone through his eye, then fractured his jawbone, completely missing the brain.
They retired Chet after that, a decorated and proud veteran of the Boar Wars. None to happy with his forced retirement, Chet spent the rest of his days getting in dog fights. He was getting whipped because of his poor vision, so they had to castrate him to calm him down. He finally died in 2004, at the age of 16, or 114 in dog years.
For his excellent work flushing out boars, and for surviving a bullet to the eye, Farteaters solutes Chet as the first Badass of the Month for 2007.
