“Right in here, or here,” George screeches, over the outburst of the pigs! A few passes of the coil of my White’s DFX told me that it wasn’t going to be that easy and that I was going to have to get right in there with them! I tried the platform where he stood, the wooden trough and then the whole pen area. Nothing! By this time, the pigs were visibly shaken.

The combination of me swinging “that thing” at them and ol’ George’s constant verbal abuse was just about too much for them. George then informed me that a couple of days before, he had shoveled the pen out and “threw it over that fence” pointing over my shoulder. I scurried, detector-in-hand, over the fence and out of the “pig muck”. After about the third swing of the coil I got a solid signal. “Nickel/Ring” at about four inches! I scraped down through the “fertilizer” and there it was, a chomped up hunk of gold with nine diamonds still intact. It seems that one of his pigs chewed it up and, judging by every nook and cranny, swallowed and passed it! It was probably 3/8” at the face and tapered down very little from there. George told me he paid $1,500.00 for it only three days ago...before he lost it. Luckily, he had it insured so he was going to have it replaced. We settled up,shook hands and he abled off towards the back of the barn....I think he was going to pressure those poor pigs into a confession!