Guess what? Nicholas and Dave had no idea how to butcher a hog at all.
"Fish and chicken I can do, but a goddamn pig?" Dave muttered, shaking his head as we heaved the wild boar into the river. We began washing it off, making sure that the pig was as free of mud as it could be before we began. Before I began, anyway, since the two of them had never butchered a large animal before.
"I've only seen deer butchered," I panted as we heaved the pig back out of the water, setting it down on the river bank. "but I figure that it's about the same size as a pig, so this boar shouldn't be too different. Let's get it on its back so we can gut the thing first."
It was indeed just like butchering a deer. My own family had hunted deer during the hunting seasons, and I had worked in the butcher shop du
