OK, I'm finally ready to talk about it. The first time I ever shot a pig, which was a few weeks ago. I had a 38 pistol. I've always been a pretty good shot, so I put a pile of corn on the ground, and while he was eating, stood about 6 feet away and pulled the trigger. To my dismay, the pig squealed and ran off, limping badly on his left foreleg and bleeding from his nose. I don't need to go through the whole, long, horrifying ordeal minute by minute (and it DID take several minutes). In short, I would wait until he was perfectly still, take aim and shoot, and he would squeal and run off again. I would then follow for another shot. We tried three different kinds of .38 ammo, including hollow points, and finally, after I think SEVEN shots, I hit the mark and the poor thing died pretty much instantly. I thought I was going to be ill. The catch is that the hole I made when I finally fired the killing shot was no more than ONE-QUARTER OF AN INCH from the hole I made in his head the first time I shot him. The rest of the shots were grouped less than an inch away from those two holes. People always say, draw a line from one eye to the opposite ear, do it again on the other side, shoot where the lines cross. Fine and dandy, but nobody ever talks about the angle of entry, and I think that's what gave my pig a horrible, terrifying death and myself probably my worst butchering experience ever. I can't express how awful it was. Especially the part when he went over to the fence where his parents were standing and tried to get in with them, for protection I suppose. So can anybody tell me, what is the proper angle of entry? Where exactly does the pig's brain lie? Is it the size of a thimble? What the H--- happened? I was going to open up his head and find the bullets, but just didn't have the stomach for it, so I buried it instead. I'm also sharing this with you folks so that anybody who does take on the job of shooting a pig realizes, as I did not, that even if you shoot at just the right spot, it can go terribly, terribly wrong. I personally will not do it again until I see a picture of a pig's skull, with an outline of flesh, so I know EXACTLY, FROM EVERY ANGLE, what I'm supposed to be shooting at.