This morning I looked out my kitchen window. To my surprise, there were about 50 wild turkeys on my lawn. Above is a photo. Our friends, who live off of the South Fork, told us that they counted 20 wild boar in their yard last night! Once when my daughter was in high school she and some male friends from Visalia decided that they were going to go boar hunting. Now she knew what she was doing but the boys...not so much. They came to the house at 10:00 pm. They changed into their camo, painted their faces and headed off (good, clean, healthy fun for teenagers, right???). In the morning I asked her how it went. She said first off, she has never killed a wild animal and never would but didn't tell those city boys that. The she said that those poor boys brought weapons that were like tinker toys. As they ventured out into the wild, she got the boys close enough to hear the rushing of the pigs. She said that these tough boys screamed like little girls and climbed up a tree and would not come down. Oh how she laughed when relaying this story to me. Once she had them safely back to our home, she gave them hot chocolate and cookies then sent them on their way. This story became a legend amongst their peer group in Visalia. They are probably still talking about it today when they get together.... "Remember when Hailey was almost killed by those wild pigs and we saved her?"
In other news, Do you subscribe to The Week magazine? If so, could you save your October 9th issue for Team Diana? One of our Three Rivers listings is going to be a featured home in this publication and we would like to have some extra copies. THANK YOU!
