Although I did try to go back on my word and sent some long distance birdshot his way. He will be waiting for me next year I am sure.One day go visit NZ to hunt Captain-Cook pigs in the remote North, with dogs and knives. Those boars are tough and smart- and I'm sure there is one mean old SOB that loses the dogs in a tangle then circles around quietly to try to get a tusk in you.
"... They ne'er cared for us
yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
established against the rich, and provide more
piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
there's all the love they bear us."
-- Shakespeare: Coriolanus, Act 1, scene 1
