>>> January 17, 2002
Born to rut

In York County, South Carolina, pigs aren’t exactly rare. Less common, though, are sex-starved, rampaging pigs like Pugsley, the 400-pounder that tore through Steve and Gina Gantt’s electric fence with a mean sparkle in his eye and a burning in his loins. The object of his desire was Charlotte, the unwilling, much smaller pot-bellied and Gantt family pet.

What began at 9 a.m. was still in full swing when Steve got home from work that evening. The Gantts and some neighbours spent 13 hours trying in vain to get Pugsley away from Charlotte, but the peaceful tides began to turn when the angered Pugsley made a rush at Steve.

“If you see a 400-pound pig coming your way, you find out how fast you can move,” said Gantt.
Finally, sheriff’s deputies showed up and gunned the fucker down—a tragic end to which Gina commented, “That pig didn’t have to die.” :

—Scott Saxon