My brothers, my cousin, and I would tie boards or any object a pig could bite to a rope. We'd stand up in the loft above the hog pen and toss the object or "hook" into the "mash" barrel then drag it through the pen and see if we could catch a pig. The person who could snag a pig that refused to let go even when we pulled them off their front feet won. Mind you these weren't full grown hogs, these were weaner pigs about 50 pounds up to 150 pound feeder hogs.
I've always like pigs. As a young mother, I had several sows that had piglets. I sold the weaner pigs for extra money. As I told my kids when I'd head out to clean the pens and feed the sows, they(the pigs) were always happy to see me and didn't complain.
Our kids raised hogs for 4-H and I eventually stopped raising them because the feed became more than what I could get for a pig. Now I have an even easier to take care of bunch of pigs.