First they put the dogs on the hog. Some kind of rugged long haired mean looking critter, Kujo looking things.
They look like a cross between a pit bull and my mother in law.
Then they bring knives, no guns.
Crazy S.O.B.s let the dogs get too locking on the hog, then these guys jump in the fray and cut the things throat.
They asked me if I wanted in on the fun. Fun. Hell no. I will watch from the truck.
I asked what happens if one of the dogs lets go of the hog.
"Well that is why yah need good dogs Tim. Damn hog could kill yah."
No. Nope. No no no no no. Nope. Not me. NOOOOOooooo.