My son in law called yesterday to ask if I was still interested in shooting a pig. So, I say "Heck, yeah. When we going?." To make a long story short , I took off 2 hours early from work and meet him at the Decatur court house, and off we go to a friend of his' farm. Turns out Randy shot a 200 lb. pig and I wounded a razorback hog. Butcher told me that hogs larger than about 80 lbs ain't worth killin, much less butchering. Sure wish I could have recovered that hog though. Thing must have had armor plate for ribs.