We have always had wild boars round the house and they are always digging up our terraces above but mainly below the property.
One Sunday we took our dog Chester to be blessed in the Spanish church in Jesus Pobre together with other dogs, cats, horses and even cattle. However one family brought along a small wild boar on a lead (it’s parents had been run over on the Jesus Pobre road). We have a feeling that when the little fellow grew up they probably ate their pet.
But anyway one day Jo decided enough was enough and took action when she found a large one sleeping
Ready
Steady
Go
Got It!!
In fairness it had already died after being shot elsewhere and dying below our house.
Don and Katherine later dried out the skull