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Going hunting

On Monday afternoon me and my uncle and cousin drove for a hunt down Ngapipito Road on the truck.

We drove for a few minutes. The dogs jumped off the truck. We stopped. We heard the dogs bark. We drove to the bicycle track where they were and we ran all the way down the track. When we got closer, my uncle said. “Watch out!” I got scared. Then we saw the pig. I was  scared. It was a 100 pound pig. It was pretty big. My uncle grabbed the pigs tail while the 2 dogs were biting. I felt excellent. Next my cousin Lani stuck the pig with a knife. The pig died. There was heaps of blood everywhere. 

After that Uncle Matt gutted the pig and we carried it to the truck. It was gigantic. I was happy. I had a good hunt.