Sweet memories.

Just a few weeks ago I was out doing some rat hunting at my grandparents farm. There have been many things since being back home these last three months that have caused me to deeply miss Indonesia. Killing these rats, believe it or not, has been one of those things. This may be hard to believe and you may think I am a bit unusual but some of my fondest childhood memories were of killing rats on my grandparents farm. So you can imagine how excited I was when I killed this porker pictured below while in Indonesia. Some people fear and shriek in terror at the sight of these things. Not me. I run with excitement for the nearest weapon. The three I'm holding look like wee little babies compared to the big momma.