At at. Tonight's guest was featured on episode three eighty one, and on
that show, one of the things she talked about was a terrifying dog mean,
an encounter she had in Michigan when she was a kid. Well,
she's had several experiences since then, and that's what she's come back to tell
us about tonight. Of course, I'm talking about Kai. Kai. Thanks
so much for coming back. It's great to come back. I've been looking
forward to it. Well, I've been looking forward to it too. It's
great avenue back. Kai. For the listeners who missed episode three eighty one,
please tell them about yourself. Well, my name is Kai. I
live up here in Michigan. I raise horses. I also raise cattle,
but for the last couple of years, specifically this past year, I have
switched from the cattle and the horse industry to running sled dogs. So that
is the new thing of anybody who has heard before, That's what's new.
Still live in the same great little house in the middle of the great big
woods, and still have crazy crap happening all the time. Never at all
moment here. Let me tell you that if that isn't a huge understatement,
Yeah, sounds like it never ends. Are you happy that you switched over
to focusing on running the sled dogs and kind of taking the focus away from
the horses or vice versa. Well, don't get me wrong, horses are
by far my most grasped passion. Like I've always been into horses ever since
I was a small child. But as most people are, at least of
my type. And I say type as in, you'll see later. But
when you watch the movie Balto or you see the movie eight below, snow
Dogs, ADHD people, Holly, y'all, your brain goes, well,
I can do that, but yet your brain will also tell you you can
do fifty million things in the same week. So ever since watching those movies,
that's always been something that I've wanted to do, but I was never
allowed to own enough dogs to do it. And now I've got a house
full of eight and I'm shock they're all being quiet. Wow, you have
eight dogs in the house right now? Yes, I do, all in
five hundred and fifty square feet. Wow. Yeah, they are well behaved.
Then, well, they all got their bellies full, came in for
the night, and they're all sleeping. Yeah, that would definitely do it.
Unfortunately, as we're recording episode three to one last time around, something
really traumatic happened. Please tell us the story behind that. So in three
eighty one, I was recounting the incident of me and my cousins when I
was twelve coming across our first dog man and how that experience went, and
then I'd gone on to cover a few more in the recording. For anybody
who listens to it or in that episode, basically you'll hear me mention,
oh, that's weird, my yard light just came on. But then I,
you know, I ride it off as well. Maybe my one of
my horses out there set it off. What I was not able to convey
at the time was the fact that the gray one has come back at that
time, and I had mentioned that I had seen him two weeks prior.
During that about last half of the recording. As soon as I stopped mentioning
my yard light, he had made his way up onto the porch and was
standing in full silhouette in my window, which I am also sitting in front
of. Now, I am approximately four and a half feet away from this
window on this couch, and he was maybe a foot outside of the window.
So he was there watching, waiting to scare me. My two German
shepherds were sitting down here as well, and I had my husband on the
staircase and they were everybody was watching this all go on. He never made
a move to come in the house, obviously, for you know the reason
they don't like to come into houses, I guess. But I had to
do everything I could not to freak out and run upstairs and the episode before
it even really truly began. So I had a very wonderful look at the
gray one, and that I didn't want. I don't know that i'd use
the word wonderful, but you definitely got too good of a look at that
guy. Not good. And I can tell you right now he looked like
the gray werewolf off of the movie Van Helsing. Like, if you want
to know how he looked, he looked like the gray o one off of
Van Helsing with let's put more of a rugged look to him, like,
he didn't look so clean cut. He had more of that grizzly Adam outdoors
look to him. But no, it was a little too close for comfort.
I'd say it was. Yeah, he was close enough for you to
count. Hears yeah, pretty much. Yeah, that's intense. You have
strong opinions about what dogmen are. Please talk us through that. I don't
know if really well, yeah, you could call him opinions because they're not
backed by a factual science or by absolute truth fact base. And I hold
the same opinion with the Sasquatch as well. But I kind of have come
to my own theories basically as you may put it, as what I believe
these beings are now. Obviously there are accounts of people shooting them and killing
them, or shooting them and wounding them, as the guy in episode three
eighty he done many times. He has done this, and like the Lady's
Shadow she was on also prior to me, they had a werewolf be good
gun one of my favorite episodes, by the way, where her cousin had
shot this dog man with a I believe it was a thirty out six and
it had ripped its flesh out to remove the bullet. So, yes,
these things can be killed, they bleed, they are flesh and blood being.
However, there are things about these entities, I'll put it this way
that just don't make sense. Like there was another story where a lady was
sitting in her kitchen after her family had left, and one manifested in her
home. And I've had them do this similar thing to me in my parents'
home, where one manifested its way into the house, but yet it disappeared.
In the story, the lady had also heard gravel flipping up in her
driveway and she was mad because her family was tearing off out of the driveway.
After asking them what was going on why they took off like that,
they had said, well, we were chased out of the yard by six
foot dog by six foot wolf. So these things can obviously appear very physical,
but yet they also do these weird things that just don't make sense.
Now, some people will say, well, you know, it's just there.
You have one foot in one dimension and one foot in the other.
Well, that could be the case. But another theory that I'd like to
throw out there is if you look at the pair in normal like if you
look at Poltergeist's or anything along those lines, they can leave very physical marks.
They can do very physical things without being physical themselves. So basically,
what I'm trying to say is there could be entities like elementals or demons if
you want to say, or anything else. That could be using the dog
men's persona or the sasquatch's persona and using that to manifest in a physical ish
form, or at least in our perception it's a physical form, but it
is not truly physical. So I do believe that there is a defined line.
Could these things also be interdimensional? I believe they very well could be.
It is I mean, the government released papers back in two thousand and
three that there are multiple dimensions Einstein Pruf. But there were multiple dimensions,
but once you get out to about the tenth and eleventh dimends and they fall
apart. That was proven by science. So could they be walking in both
worlds? Very possible. Could they be some of them be elementals or other
things using them to manifest in a physical form. Very possible. Are they
flesh and blood? Absolutely? Do I believe they're animals? No. The
level of intelligence that's there, the things they do, the quirks they do,
the fact that they can be all aggressive and then turn it off and
be absolutely going from I'm going to kill you too, I'm going to let
you walk away. That's not an animalistic thing. If a bear comes at
you and they are in the I'm going to kill you. They're going to
kill you. A cougar. They are in that mindset. They'll kill you.
Do they kill you all the time? No? Will they run away
from you? Yes? But these dog men, they tend to have a
different switch where it's like they would rather scare the crap out of you and
rather give you warning after warning after warning before they attack you. That's just
in the nutshell my theories. Unfortunately, it would take a whole nother hour
to explain that, and we would definitely run out of time. No,
that's okay. You did a great job supporting your opinion. If you've had
a dogman encounter would like to speak with me about it, whether I'm private
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Before you update us on your most recent experiences, Kyle, let's listen
to the encounters you shared on episode three eighty one. Now. Back in
January of two thousand and nine, I had gone coon hunting with my three
best friends who two of them happened to be my cousins. I was actually
not supposed to be coon hunting that night. I had gotten into some trouble
at school and I was grounded. So my parents told me, you know,
I don't want you going anywhere tonight. Know you're you've in trouble and
you're you know, you need to learn something. Well, me being twelve,
I decided I don't want to just sit here. It's a full moon
night, man, we want to go coonan So the boys, they,
you know, they give me a holler, and I said, all right,
you guys, I'll meet you down at the corner of our road at
about ten thirty eleven o'clock. Okay, we'll let it get good and dark.
We let the parents go to Penny. So I climb out my window
with a four to ten shotgun. It's a single shot, Rosie, it's
a change out. You could take the barrel off and quote on a twenty
two. So I had the four ten on there, and I had a
bag loaded with shells like I could have started a four to ten war.
I had so many shells on me, but I was expecting to get a
lot of coons, so I go trucking down the road at ten thirty eleven
o'clock at night when I meet the guys, and you know, they got
their two walker hounds in the back of the truck and the dog boxes.
And Clayton, who's one of our friends, he had the dogs. He's
like, all right, man, you read the goal. I think we're
gonna go up there by the Tall Pines tonight. And that's about seven miles
from the house, eight miles from the house as the crow flies. So
we're all in there. Garrett's driving, it's his truck. He's sixteen,
Matt his younger brother, he's fourteen. I'm twelve. Clayton's also fourteen,
and we you know, we all just kind of grew up in the same
area and we all ran around and raised cane together. So we're going down
the road. We get there and least our hunt and turned the dogs loose
instantly on a coon. We're running east, coons left and right, and
we finally work our way about five miles back south in the tall pines,
and you know, we get a mess of coons. I think we had
like twelve by then. So we bring them back to the truck and we
put them in the bag, and it's like, man, you know,
it's it's only about twelve thirty. You know, we ain't even been out
here for an hour and a half yet and we're already loaded with coons.
Well, I think it was Matt. He had the brilliant idea of going
hunting to the north. And if you go north into the tall pines,
what will happen. It's four miles in you'll hit a draw, and about
twenty yards beyond that you go down into a valley that's got a lake in
it. And we never hunted around by that lake, and we never ever
got as far as the draw because half the time there was a coon.
Well he wanted to go hunt it, so we kind of meander that way.
We walked the four miles. Again, we're loaded with coons. I
probably had about three of them, and it was getting kind of deep.
You know, we had about a foot and a half of snow on the
ground at the time. So Garrett, he's about six foot at the time,
I hand him my stuff because I'm only five to three, and shoot,
I'm waddling through the snow at this point. So I hand them my
coons and we're walking and the dogs take off and we're getting close to this
draw and they take off. They're on a hot street. Well, Clayton's
up in front because it's his dogs. I'm following behind Clayton, and I
got Matt and Garrett kind of walking side by side behind me, and we're
going and we get about twenty yards from this draw and we're just you know,
we're walking up on it because the dogs they dip down in there.
As soon as they dip down in there, everything went dead silent. Twenty
seconds later, we have two walker hounds, Amos and Russ, come screaming
out of that draw. Now, these dogs aren't scared of nothing. These
dogs have treed Black Bear, They've treed Bobcat. These dogs, they're big
dogs. These aren't your normal black and tan coonhounds or your bluetick coons.
These are big dogs. People use these walker hounds to haunt cougar out west,
to get them off the cattle ranches. So these dogs, you know,
they're not scared of nothing. But these dogs, they come flying out
and they're screaming, and we're like, what in the heck are they screaming
about? Well, not even five seconds after they pop out of the draw,
running towards us and go flying for the truck. That's when we see
this thing come up out of the other side. And at this time,
from the other side of the draw, it's only twenty five yards away.
And what I saw that night forever haunts me at this point because it came
up over the draw and two legs. I'd say it was probably about four
hundred, four hundred and fifty pounds. Shoot, it might have even been
five hundred. I'd estimate the height, oh, shoot, noss I was
about eight foot talk because the rock it was next two was about six feet
and it was twofing over the rock. But this this thing that I didn't
even know existed. I didn't have any clue. It comes walking up on
the other side of the draw and it turns and it looks at us,
and when it squared off on us, this thing had to have been at
least four feet wide. It was like a chocolate gold brown in color,
really dark, and it had a really wide head like you take a grizzly
bear's head. How it's got that really wide set and you slap some Goberman
ears on it and you give it that longer wolf snow, and when it
opened its mouth. I forgot to tell Vic about this in the pre interview.
But this thing which saw us, man, it gave a growl.
And when I say this grawl rattled your insides, it rattled your insides.
Well, it's looking at us and its fingers are flaring and we can see
the claws. Well, when I tell you, Clayton didn't hang around much
longer than that, Clayton was gone, and uh, well, I guess
he just kind of didn't realize I was there. And I actually when I
talked to him about it, he says, yeah, I didn't see you,
but he plowed me over because I was right behind him. He run
me clean over. So I'm down, but first in the snow, my
gun goes flying. He's hauling for the truck, screaming up. Oh my
god. And then Matt and Matt and Garrett. Next thing I know,
I'd turned around. They look and then they're turned tail and running too.
They're chasing the dogs. They're running after Clayton, and I'm just sitting there
on the ground with my gun in the snow, thinking they left me.
I turn around, I look at this thing and this thing is gone from
looking at my buddies running away from it to me sitting butt first in the
snow at twenty five yards, my gun laying in the snow, and I'm
just sitting there petrified. And it turned all attention on me. And this
thing wasn't looking at me. It was looking through me. And it had
a look on it like if I want to kill you, I can.
Man. It gave me the look like I was dead. I freaked out
and the only thing I could think to do was ron. I grabbed the
cold of that gun and I spun out of the snow and I took off
running, and I mean I ran. It's four miles back to the truck.
Well, I'm haulinghinee and it's it's it's It takes you a bit going
four miles through a foot of snow, and I'm going as fast as my
legs can take me. And I swear to you the entire time I was
running until I got about a mile from the truck. When I could see
the truck, I could hear snow crunching behind me. I knew this thing
was coming. I knew it was coming. I knew it was behind me.
I knew if I stopped and turned around, I was done. Well,
I just got kept running. I finally see the truck and there's it's
a three seat truck. All four of us rode in the front. I
only see two people on the front. Well, they had the window rolled
down, nurse screaming get in, get in. It's there, get in.
So I dove in the window. Man didn't even bother unloading the gun.
Nothing. I just boom, jump right through the window and I lay
right in the center of the seat. I flip around, I say,
get me out of here. So we get that cut truck going and we
turn ourselves around and we floor it. And then it hits me, Well,
where's Matt. Garrett flat out looked at me, and he says he's
in the dog box with the dogs. Well, apparently they couldn't get the
truck doors open fast enough, and Matt said, heck getting he jumped in
the dog box. I learned about that too over the weekend. So we're,
you know, we're driving off and they get down to the edge of
my road because Garrett's truck's loud like he would wake a dead man. And
there, you know, we pull off into there and we're kind of sitting
there talking and nobody really wants to talk about it. Matt climbs out of
the dog box and gets up in the front. And now I've got to
walk a quarter of a mile up my road. That's dark. I'm in
the middle of sticks. But I gotta walk a quarter of a mile up
my road back to my house and crawl back in my window without the yard
like going on, you know, not to alert my parents. So I
climb back and out of the truck and say, all right, you guys,
let's see all tomorrow, small Saturday, see y'all. You know,
see y'all in the morning. Meet me at my barn. Well, you
know, we're all we gotta talk about this. So I may get back
into my house. And I'm sitting there and my German shepherd that I had
at the time, Shadow, she's just laying there on my bed looking at
me like you idiot. She can tell I was scared. I crawl in
bed, and I don't think I slept it all that night. Next morning,
ten o'clock, all the boys come over. We're all hanging out in
my barn. That sky hay in it. It's January it's cold. So
we start talking about it, and Garrett says, anybody have a clue what
we saw out there? I want to hear what you guys saw before I
tell you what I saw. And they all described it, and the variation
of descriptions didn't It didn't happen. We all described the same thing, eight
feet tall, four foot wide, over four hundred pounds, muscled all the
way through. They said, but what, goddess man is is it had
hands? And I said, yeah, I thought it had hands, but
I was trying to tell myself it didn't have hands. But it had hands.
But the eyes, honestly, or what stuck out and all four of
our minds was the eyes. The eyes were brownished old. Now, my
eyes tend to be about that color. It depends on what mood I'm in.
Sometimes they're more gold, sometimes they're more of a deep brown. But
this thing had like a golden reflection in the back of its eye. Must
be for light. But Garrett looked right at me and he said the scariest
part was, kais it had your eyes? And that's what flipped us all
out. Then the question came up again, what the heck was it will
Clayton being one hundred percent cherokey, flat out side. Oh it's a skin
walker. It's a skin walker. It's a shifter. You know, it's
we do we do? We met? We ran into something there that we
don't need to mess with no more. Well, Matt and Garrett, they
said, well, it kind of looked like a werewolf. And as I
said, being a Disney kid, I didn't know what it was. I
never seen a werewolf movie. I didn't know what a werewolf was. I
mean I heard of them, but I didn't know what they looked like,
saying, so that's what that's that's what that was. It's a werewolf.
They said, yeah, it's a werewolf. I said, I don't know,
man, I don't think they're supposed to be real. Well, apparently
they were. Garrett looked at all three of us, because between me and
Matt we were called eminem for a reason. We were motor mouth kids.
We just we start talking, we don't stop. We'll talk a blue street.
Well, he looked great at me and Matt. He said, you
guys, don't say a word to nobody. We ain't telling our parents.
We ain't saying nothing. If they asked us if we went hunting. Yeah,
we went hunting. How good was the night? Good night? Got
a lot of coons. But we're not saying anything about this. And we
left it at that. So about a year goes by. Just about not
quite. We were in the next schools in seventh grade and our teacher we
had, you know, half the class was off on a field trip and
we were the kids that got in trouble too much, so we didn't get
to go. Teacher says, all right, you guys close to Halloween talked
over. Anybody got any scary stories or true stories, like ghost stories you
don't want to tell? Well, one of my cousins, you know,
they're talking and she says she saw a bigfoot, which I don't doubt her.
And then I said, all right, well, you know, bring
up my story. And I told them. And when I say, everybody
in that classroom laughed at me and said, oh, I was just seeing
things. I said, no, I'm not. Well, you just you
watch too many werewolf movies. I said, I never seen a werewolf movie.
I am watching Disney movies. I don't watch werewolf movies. I don't
watch scary movie. I don't I don't like them. They freaked me out.
And they're all sitting there laughing at me, and the bell rings,
and you know, they're all going out of class laughing, and you know,
I'm about rady a ball. My teacher looks at me and she says,
well, you probably saw something, but it's probably not what you saw.
If if I were you, little kid, I wouldn't I wouldn't say
anything about that again to anybody. Don't go talking about that. People already
call you the crazy woman and the wild woman of the woods. They you
know, we don't give them another reason to make fun of you. Because
I was a bullied kid, So after that, I didn't. I didn't
say a dirn thing. I completely surprised it. I said, man,
if just talking about it it's gonna get me laughed at, then there's no
points. And I completely stubbed it in the back of my head. I
never talked about it again. I forgot about it. And in the meantime,
Garrett and Matt and they moved back down to Arizona with some of their
family. Back on towards the res Clayton and his family they moved to Florida.
I don't honestly Clayton never hunted coons again, and Matt and Garrett are
like me, they don't go outside tonight. So years go on, about
nine years past, you know, never had another incident. Put in the
back of my head that this time though, I'm kind of kind of getting
more into Bigfoot, you know, it's a possibility, and thinking how kind
of cool it would be. Well, September rulls around of twenty eighteen,
and this was twenty eighteen. Man, that was a good year. I
was having a good year in the rodeo. Me and my horse, you
know, Justice, good old boy. We were doing great and we were
out, you know, running to eight mile stretch for some endurance training.
It's just some you know, fun time. So I don't sour him out
on the barrels. At this time, I had Smoky, my big boy.
He was just a little pop well not really little if you want to
call it eighty nine pounds little, but to me he was little. And
we're going down and we're about again about eight miles from home as the crow
flies, and we're sitting up there on the top of this hill and we're
just kind of looking over this cow pasture, just kind of enjoying it,
you know, taking a good breather. The dog's tired, I'm tired.
The horse was a little tired, and we got a ways to go home.
So we're sitting there and next thing I know, smoke. He's looking
towards the field and his years are direct forward, and he went flat to
the ground, like late, completely flat to the ground, as flat as
he could get. I mean, I thought he was just going to dig
a hole and bury himself. It's how I look. And then I noticed
Justice's years had flipped forward and they were locked onto a target, and every
muscle in his body tensed up. Now what Justice is. He is a
thirteen hand Kiger Mustang and he's a dark bay, beautiful boy, small boy.
I've tracked Bear on him. I've tracked cougar, I've tracked Kyle,
I've hunted off of him. I've gone deer hunting with him. There's nothing
that scares this horse. All of my animals are this way. There's nothing
that scares them. So when my horse is tensing up and my dog is
laying down, I know something's up. So I'm thinking, all right,
well, maybe it's just one of these big bear. It's coming out,
and I'm looking, and sure enough I see this black nose stick out.
I'm like, oh, cool, man, that's a bear. And it's
only seventy five yards. I can get a good look at this sucker.
And it comes walking out, and it's just it ain't looking right. That
ain't no bear. The head's too big, ears are too tall, and
it's just it's the body's just it's still coming. Holy smokes, his things
still coming. And before I know it, I literally am looking at a
wolf like creature that's standing probably four an half to five feet at the shoulder
on all fours, coming across this field. And it was black. Man,
it was blacker than black. Like you take the darkest night, the
middle of the winter and no moon, and you make it ten times darker.
It was that dark sunlight was shining on it, and it wasn't even
it wasn't even reflecting on it. You know, bear. You get light
on a bear's fur and it'll reflect sometimes it'll reflect blue. Wells had no
skin reflection whatsoever, no hair reflection whatsoever. It was just just black,
like you just absorbed all that light. And my horse is standing there tense
to Holy Godness, I'm sitting there shaking like a leaf. The dog's laying
flat on the ground, and this thing is just cruising through the field like
no care in the world. At the time, I'm sitting here thinking,
oh my god, don't let it see me, Oh my god, don't
let us see me. Well, I'm pretty sure it knew we were there,
but I guarantee you it didn't care. And it just kept right ongoing,
went from east or west to east all the way across that seventy five
acre It was about seventy five acre field, but that's the long ways to
it. It's probably only about three acres wide. And it crossed that three
acre field in about twenty seconds. And that was just that of casual walk.
But it clearly had an m to go for the end. And when
it went out of sight and we didn't hear it moving, and you know,
we didn't. Horse wasn't reacting, the dog wasn't reacting. We spun
around and we beat feet all the way back home. We made what should
have been about a three hour run. We made it home in thirty minutes.
And I'll a three hour you know, good trot on a horse and
making it home in thirty minutes. That's all. I guarantee you man,
that dog was gonna flat out. There was a few times we actually had
to stop for the dog just to let him catch up. Now, Mustang,
he didn't want to stop. He didn't want to stop. I didn't
want to stop. That dog sures heck wasn't gonna stop. We'd stop a
way for him. He'd blow it right past us. We got home,
I put the horse up, you know, kind of cooled him down some,
put him in a good spot where he'd had some hair but wouldn't get
too cold. Dogs laying on the ground, tongue lolling, ready to pass
out, and I'm shaking like a leaf. I just sat down. I
took the tack and stuff off the horse. I set it right on the
ground. Normally I'm a little bit more picky with my stuff, but I
just I just put it right on the ground. I didn't care. And
I just sat there for a good hour, just shaking, absolutely shaken.
And even then when I saw that one, I didn't even remember seeing that
one at st at twelve, I didn't even remember seeing that one at all.
It was like a rude of of oh my god, what did I
just see And it was just I sat there and I was trying to figure
out what was I looking at. But it's like the shoulders were higher up
than the back end, and this thing was thick like. It wasn't like
anything like what people like to describe dog man as. It's not like you
know some of these pictures that Vic has on his YouTube. This thing was
thick like. This sucker was eating good man. Like if there was cows
or something coming up missing around my place, around this area, I guarantee
you because that thinks eating them. Now, that happened about eight miles as
the crow flies from the house, But I guarantee you eight miles was nothing
to these things. That sucker could be in my backyard, even the one
that I saw up coon hunting, that one could be here. I know
they weren't the same animal because they were different colors, but these things I
get travel. But kind of after that, you know, that's when my
bigfoot sighting started kicking up, and that's when all that happened. And after
talking to Vic, I actually think that there was a third encounter, and
judging by a track I found, I'm pretty sure it was of the type
three dog man where they're more of like a man with a dog head.
That encounter is actually in and of itself scarier because I never saw it,
but just the circumstances behind it. And what was crazy is my dad was
literally hunting. We were hunting deer. It was about December, and we
were hunting deer, and he was only about two hundred yards from where I
was at and his blind and he said he didn't hear the thing. He
didn't see anything. He says, all I saw was your heater, Like,
come on, that's all I saw. But man, when I tell
you I was scared, then that that's scared an understatement. So I'm walking
out. It's about half a mile on my grandma's property out to where we
hunt, and I'm walking out. I gets a half a mile all the
way to that blind. Dad's is about quarter well just over a quarter of
a mile. It's right in between them, So he's blind's about two hundred
yards from mine, and I crawl up in my blind. You know,
I'm thinking, oh, yeah, it's gonna be a good day. But
I still had that really off feeling, you know, like when you walk
in the woods and it's just something's not right. Well, that's kind of
how it felt. And I get in my blind, and the dimensions on
this blind is it's a solid metal blind. It's literally built on a piece
of plywood. So it's four foot wide, eight foot long. I got
a hole in one side of it that's only about two feet wide, and
that's our door, and getting into that it makes some god awful noises,
especially when it's metal and it's catching on fabric, so it makes some good
racket. So if there's a deer in the clearing, they're gonna hear about
it. So I get up in there and I'm hunting with a three eight
one hundred and sixty eight green black coat tip thirty col round out of a
three oh weight rifle. So I hunt with a six hundred model six hundred
Remington, so it's a very short stock or brush guns. And I'm in
there and I'm hunting, and it's got about one hundred and fifty yards shooting
power when you're shooting a lighter round. I'm not even in this blind for
five minutes, and all of a sudden, the brush explodes like something's going
through there with a bulldozer and it's going back and forth, back and forth,
and it's getting closer. There's a couple of times that I just could
have swore I saw something rush right past my blind Now I'm scared out of
my mind. Normally I won't turn my heater on because it's loud. I
won't turn it on because I want to hear stuff waking up in the morning.
Well, at that time, I was so desperate for light, I
turned on my propane heater. I moved my chair up into one corner where
I'm staring at the door, and I'm praying the entire time. Now my
rifle holds it's a four plus one, so it's got four in the mag
and it's got one in the chamber. We always load up with five shots.
So I'm sitting there and it's like, man, you know, I'm
looking at this door. Whatever's out there sounds big. It ain't gonna come
in the windows because the windows are only six inches. That door is big
enough. Something might try. And I'm sitting there thinking, man, I've
got four shots to put into whatever tries to come in, and if it
don't go down in four shots, that I better keep this last one for
me because I'm not gonna sit in a box and get mauled. I was
fully prepared to go out in the blaze of glory. And I sat there
with my backup against that wall well into daylight before I finally turned my chair
around and turned my heater off and kind of sat there shaking. About noon
rolls around that day and I crawl out of my blind and I walk back
into the thicket behind the blind. I was going to go back around my
dad and go grab my phone out of the car, but I can't walk
right past him because then he'll know I'm, you know, out walking around
when I shouldn't be. And what really scared me the most was that twenty
feet behind my blind in the thicket, I saw this track really wide.
Up in the front, you could clearly see the five toes, but they
had like a claw on and then the heel came back really narrow, really
narrow heel, and it didn't come off to one side or the other.
It was like straight in the center of the whole track, just big print
and then up straight back. That track was about twelve inches maybe fourteen inches
long, and my foot, you know, I classify myself as a big
foot because you know, I wear size ten and women's but you know,
I got a fairly large foot and it's fairly wide. My foot came nowhere
near close to the size of this. And that's when it hit me because
I'm looking right out my blind I'm looking at this track and it's like,
man, this thing was a little too close for comfort. So, you
know, that was about all for the dog Man really until last weekend.
Sunday, well that just passed Sunday. But you know, the Sunday before
I had already talked to Vic. We were getting ready to do the interview
for my big foot sightings, and I was hanging out in my kitchen.
My husband was up at my parents' place taking a shower because we don't have
running water over here. And I'm sitting there and I'm singing. You know,
I'm singing in Nordic because I know several different languages and I love singing
to them because they're beautiful. And I'm sitting here singing, and I noticed
my dog is nowhere near my door. He's laying right smack dag in the
middle of my kitchen. And I've got a small kitchen. Our house is
a very big it's only twelve foot by twenty foot. It's small, like
if something really wanted to come in. I've actually pushed down my door hard
enough or I almost pushed it out of the frame. But it really wouldn't
take much for something to come through my walls like the kool aid man and
go oh yeah, and it'd be over. But he's nowhere near the door.
I mean it's unlocked, you know, cause husband's suposed to coming back
anytime. And I look at the window and I just see this gray head
looking at me right at the corner of my window. And I could see
these two dark eyes and it's almost like this thing smiling at me, but
he was kind of squinting. It just really fluffy gray head with the doberman
straight up ears and little tuffs on the end, and he's just looking at
me. Well, no doubt my mind, I ain't gonna sit there and
go what the heck is? I already knew what it was. I'm looking
at my unlocked door. I can't lock it, so I don't want my
husband, you know, getting stuck outside with this thing. My yard light's
on, this thing's standing here. I just blew it off and I went
upstairs, because I knew if I got afraid, and I acted afraid and
I ran upstairs, that it was probably, you know, gonna get a
and who knows me, become in my house and see if you can get
more of a ras. Well, I just went upstairs and I sat up
there and I waited. Not even three minutes later, my husband walks out,
and I'm sitting there thinking, man, please let this thing be gone.
Please don't let this thing be waiting on this porch. Don't don't let
it be here. But it was gone, and it hasn't really come back,
and that I'm glad for. But it seems like no matter what I
do now, these things keep coming back and they're always around. So I've
just kind of got to accept the fact that I'm not just in Sasquatch territory.
I'm in dog man territory, and these things are here and they ain't
gonna go anywhere, because when the bigfoot leave for deer season, the dog
man comes walking right in. Because we're in October now, the Sasquatch they've
gone down into the swamps because they you know, they're getting away from the
hunters. Well, now it's the dog man's turn to come up here and
reacaddock. So I really don't think this is going to be the last time
I see one. I don't think it's gonna be the last time I see
that one. In particular. I'm actually sitting here looking out my dark window
right now, and I've watched my yard light come on over by my house
twice. Come on. Could have been triggered by the horse I've got over
there. I've got a mini stud that's in a high fence over there,
But I don't know it just it makes me a little jumping in unnervouw because
now all these encounters are back fresh in my mind. But those are my
encounters. I pray to God I don't have any more. But you know
the old saying goes, you can wish in one hand and crap in the
other and see which one fills up first. I'm pretty sure I'll have more
encounters, And as much as I don't want to, well, they're just
they're there. But yeah, those are my encounters. That sure is a
horrible way to get introduced to the world of dog Man. If you'd like
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those encounters, please update us on your most recent ones. Give us every
last detail it comes to mind. Well, I'd plan on telling you like
you were sitting at the fire with this when it happened. So in May,
as I've previously mentioned, I have eight dogs now. At the time
in May, I only had seven. It was before we had rescued Odie
out of the shelter, so we were trying to find somewhere to go camping
for Memorial Day weekend, the weekend prior was my birthday. We were going
to camp then, but I blew the engine in my truck because I was
an idiot and I didn't check the oil. That's a very costly mistake.
So going to a campground, a traditional campground was not very feasible with seven
dogs, most of them Huskies are husky crosses because they bark a lot.
My German shepherd to do as well, and it just it wouldn't have been
a good time due to the fact that my dogs like to start singing at
five o'clock. In the morning and again at ten o'clock at night. They
learned that at races. I wish I could break them of it, but
it's not going to happen. So we decided that we were going to go
out on state land because here in Michigan and National Forest, you can legally
stay on state land for up to two weeks same as a campground, before
you have to either move locations or move completely. You cannot be there any
longer than two weeks, otherwise you would be considered I believe, loitering in
the area and you would be removed. So the place we chose to go
was off of a couple of service roads for the Forestry Service that were maybe
only about three miles out of our town that we live in here, and
there was a few places where you could tell that vagrants were staying, but
they would never stay in small quantities like one per two people. It was
usually two or three families that would kind of camp all in the same area.
And this will come into play quite soon of why I believe they do
this. But we had settled in on a place that Will and I had
fished prior, and we had spent some time there and we would go there
during the day for training. And it's a place called Pearl Lake or Perch
Lake by the locals around here. But it sits off of the main service
road, maybe only about one hundred yards, not even really that and this
is big clearing. People obviously party there. Vagrants have occasionally stayed there.
But there's a lake that has a dock that was put in by the DNR
because they had used that pond or lake as a hatchery basically and a growing
spot for the walleye population that they were trying to restock for like Brush Lake
and other surrounding lakes. But every fall they would take the fish out of
there, and it was believed that there was no fish in there, although
the bluegill in there proved otherwise, especially the large bluegill. So we had
decided to go camping there because it's back, it's out of the way,
we wouldn't have to worry about it. We could have all the dogs and
then we could go on some training runs, light runs, just to keep
the dogs mentally and physically worn out. So we were, you know,
doing our thing. We had camp set up. I had my car at
the time, and my dad had to drive out some of our extra gear
with his truck because mine was broke down. So we're there with a Toyota
Corolla which only fits about six out of my seven dogs in it, and
not a whole lot of our camping gear, and we have this pretty good
size eighteen man tent. How else are you going to fit all the dogs,
you know, So we had that in there and we had it set
up. We had our drop lines out, which for non sletting people,
your drop lines are what your dogs are tethered to. It's a long chain
with little short lines, usually anywhere between one to two feet ours or about
four and a half just from more room. But there are lines that come
off of the chain in separating intervals where you can tie your dogs out where
they don't get tangled up. So we had them stretching out and Pearl Lake
is absolutely beautiful. The water. However, once you go in about a
foot deep into the water, the water turns completely black, like you cannot
see anything in that water. It's very dark. The forest around it is
a mix of deciduous trees like maple, a lot of oak, and then
you get popol. But then you also have a lot of pine. So
we are up in the midst of all of these trees in this clearing,
and it's beautiful, and there the sun starts going down. Then how about
seven o'clock you start hearing the wonderful hum of a million and a half mosquitos.
And I've never heard mosquitos like this, but it's an audible sound.
And when I say that, we went through a can and a half a
bug spray that week, and I mean we went through all of a can
and a half. I just found the rest of the other can the other
day and I don't even think there's a half left. So we're starting up
the fire, getting it going, just to pull some smoke in the air
and maybe get rid of some of these bugs. So we go walking up
their service roads to start getting sticks and stuff, and we don't tend to
usually go alone, and if we do, we take the dogs, at
least a few of them. Well, as soon as you left the main
trail leading into Pearl Lake, you instantly get the feeling that you're being watched.
And as the night progresses on to eight o'clock eight thirty, you start
hearing stick snap, twig snap, You start hearing brush moving and it was
kind of said that after about eight o'clock, nobody goes out by themselves,
so Will would accompany me with the dogs and the twenty gage shotgun. And
once it was dark, I was not to leave camp. I stayed in
camp. You must stay within the fire light, and you had to have
a flashlight, and you had to be with an eyesight. You could not
leave. So if you were out of wood by the time dark hit,
you were out of wood. That was just how it went well. For
most of that night, even at camp, we started getting the feeling that
we were being watched, like something wasn't very happy that we were there,
but we were definitely being watched. Now, the feeling that you will get
around this lake, especially the later in the evening it goes, is it's
almost like a creature of the Black Lagoon, feeling like something's gonna come out
of the water and it's going to get you. Like that was literally running
in the back of my head, like Okay, I'm gonna hear webbed feet
coming up this dock at like two in the morning. Little did I know
that was actually the least of our problems. But the first night we had
kind of heard some movement out farther on beyond the fire light. Now,
mind you, we were up till two thirty. I didn't go to bed
until after the moon had set, which wasn't very long due to the fact
it wasn't a full moon. So about two forty five the moon was gone.
We threw whatever we had left in the fire and we went into bed,
and you could hear things brustling around. I get up the next morning,
Squino show up again. We go on about our day, go out
on the water, decide that's not the greatest idea come back, run some
dogs and just sit around and have a good time. My parents came out
there and hung out with us, and my dad had made the remark that,
and this comes from a man who's not scared of anything, but it
was a little creepy out there, and he doesn't think he would really want
a camp out there, even in a trailer. That's very different from my
dad to say, my mom, you couldn't get her out there if you
paid her a million dollars. My dad, he'll usually go camping like that
because he enjoys it, but he will not camp at Pearl Lake. He
thinks it's too creepy. So we start gathering wood for the night. Same
thing happens. We start getting pascetde through the pines. So we're sitting in
there and everything and where the fire is going, but we run out of
way by midnight. Well, I'm not going to stay up if I've got
no fire going, because once it hits dark, it's dark thirty You can't
see nothing, kind of like, you know, really dark, like middle
of the night, no moon kind of dark. So we go to bed.
At about two o'clock in the morning. All of my dogs sit up
in their kennels, and for the couple dogs that were out loose in the
tent, they all sat up. Nobody growled, nobody made a sound,
but everybody sat straight up and started looking to the south, which was towards
the back of the tent. Now, for some weird reason, and this
I cannot explain whether it's related or not, there was a blue light coming
from a clearing to our north that was about twenty feet out. You can
almost tell right where it was coming from, as if the moon. Like
I said, there was a full moon and it was shining down into that
opening. That's how it's shone back into the tent. Any extraor light at
night inside of the tent is going to light your tent up, so the
tent's lit. I can see all of my dogs, and I start hearing
subtle crunches of leaves. You know that weird sound that it makes when you
step on leaf litter and pine needles from the jackpines. So you hear that
subtle crunch and some shuffling. Well, I'm watching the dogs as they follow
the sound of this crunching and shuffling all the way around the tent, and
it made a couple laps. Then they start looking over by where I'm laying,
and that's when I start hearing the sniffing. I can hear something sniffing
right next to the tent. It never touched the tent, so I didn't
see the tent move or anything, but I saw it sniffing the side of
the tent, and I saw it walk around and sniff Now, mind you,
most of my dog's kennels we're up against the tent walls. They're not
in the middle of the tent. They're up against the walls, so we
can move around and there if we need to. And each time this thing
would come close. These dogs would move ever so slightly to the backside of
their cage, closer to the middle. But none of them would make a
sound. Not if anybody knows dogs, especially sled dogs, they are loud.
They're gonna want to bark, and they will make every noise humanly thinkable.
I've got one up here that sounds like a coyot when she sets off,
but nobody made a sound, and then eventually we heard it crunch off
and it left us alone. So I wake up, you know, I
kind of groggily go back to sleep, because, well, I've got nothing
else better to do. I'm not gonna sit up all night worrying about what's
out here in the woods. I've spent too much time doing that. And
well, there's the reason I go camping, and that's to get over everything
that's happened to me in the past. So I went back to sleep,
and the dogs also. It'll back down. Everybody starts snoring, especially my
oldest shepherd. He's a really bad snoring, snoring creature. He would put
a bulldog to shame with how bad he snores. So everybody goes back to
sleep. Well, sun comes up about five thirty six o'clock and I get
up out of ten about seven thirty because well they all had to go potty.
They didn't come into tent until midnight, so they all got a peet.
Now, usually when we let them out, they all kind of come
out one big mask gathering, and they all kind of take off running and
doing what they want to do, trumpling through the forest, you know,
doing everything crazy you could think of. But this morning, they didn't do
that. They stayed very close to where we were and where I was standing,
and I hooked them all up on their picket line, and I start
kind of looking around at the beautiful day that's starting, and I look off
to the north towards the pond, and that's when I see it behind a
stump. It was black, It had the proof around the neck, kind
of like a main, and I could see the upright ears. And at
first I thought, well, maybe it was just a stump. You know,
Oh, my mind's playing tricks. I mean, I'm just seeing things
because I'm I'm lack of sleep. Well, the whole I must be hallucinating
went out the window of the moment I saw its ears move, I saw
one ear twitch straight kind of back a little bit and then come back forward.
Now I have a black dog on my team. I've got a sheepsky.
She's all black. She kind of looks like what would happen if you
had a love child between a black bear and a borer collie. She's got
the fluff and she's got the black bear build. She is jet black with
amber eyes. She's got the spade ears, like the straight up, you
know, sticking right on top of her head kind of ears. And she's
got a lot of fur. Her father was a wooly husky, so she's
got that long, luxurious fur. And this creature also had that same type
of fur. And you could almost pick out where his eyes were, but
I believe his eyes were a little bit darker, probably more of a darker
chocolate color instead of the amber that you often hear about. You could clearly
see the shoulders, and you could see one hand on the top of the
stump. The other one was down behind, so was the lower half.
I couldn't tell if they had a tail. I don't know if it had
dog legs or not. I don't know what the bottom half looked like,
whether male or female, have no clue. This was maybe at about fifty
yards off, give or take about ten yards, So it's there, it's
not advancing towards me or the dogs. The dogs are kind of looking over
that way, but they're not acting like there's anything wrong. My dogs aren't
acting like there's something wrong. There's nothing wrong. So I go back in
the tent and I let will know that it's out there, and I kind
of keep the tent on zip so I can kind of see out in that
way, and I lay back down, and a few minutes later I look
up and it's gone completely gone. So later on that day, before my
parents showed up because they were coming out to hang out with us that weekend,
I had gone down to the dock because it's a really long boardwalk drough
to how swampy marshy it is down in there, and I got within about
twenty feet of the stump. Now, this stump was an old pine stone,
approximately three and a half to four feet tall and about a foot to
maybe a foot and a half in diameter, and this dog man was twice
as wide as the stump and had another four feet over it, which would
put this dog man approximately six and a half seven almost eight feet tall.
Especially if it was kind of leaned back out and over and there was a
slight drop down in there, so it might have been taller, it might
have been shorter, but the ground is all soggy through there. How it
could make it through there without making noises beyond me. But it did it
and was as quiet as it came up to the tent. I really don't
doubt the fact on how quiet they are. Needless to say, we were
on day three. We had to go back to work after day four,
so Labor Day or Memorial Day was that Monday, And this was on Sunday.
And when my parents came, I look at them. My dad walked
to the back of the truck to do something, and I told my mom
what happened, and I said, Mom, I would really like to come
home and have a good night's sleep before I go back to work. Of
course, I told her I wanted to come home because I don't think that
dog man wants is here no more. But I just told my dad that
I wanted to come home for a better night's sleep. And so we packed
up and we came home. And we have not been back over to Pearl
Lake since. We haven't really had time, but the positioning of this lake.
There's a trail that runs next to us, to the North Country Trail.
This runs from South Dakota all the way over to New York. And
this trail, this is a very important trail because my second encounter, which
happened to us in August of this year during another camping excursion, happened along
the same trail, but about three miles up the trail. Now, the
second encounter, we didn't see anything. It was very much like the first
encounter where we didn't really see a whole lot. So we were hiking.
We had a thirty mile hike planned for August. It was going to take
us two days, fifteen miles one day, fifteen miles the next. Well,
apparently I forgot that when you're not used to hiking, carrying an eighty
pound rucksack is not exactly the greatest idea. So we were getting very tired
as the day went on. It was a beautiful day, beautiful hike,
a lot of bear sign like you would see where BlackBerry bushes were just absolutely
polarized in bear scat everywhere. So we're finally closing in on the two and
a half mile to where our camping set was supposed to be, and this
was that the Bluff camp right on the other side of the White River.
So we get about to the two and a half mile mark where the trail
forks off, where you can either go into to the town or you can
go farther uptrail and keep going. Well, Smokey, my large German shepherd,
decided he was gonna bolt off ahead of us, and we had three
dogs with us. We had Smokey, we had his son, Shinto,
which is a full blood shepherd, and we had Iris, she's my German
shepherd husky cross that looks like a cayo, sounds like a coyo. We
had them three because they have the best recall out of all of them.
So Smokey kind of starts pointing off and taking it off towards this fork.
I mean he's on high alert. Ears up, tail up, hackles up,
whole nines and he's approaching it. Well, I call him, usually
he'll come back, but this time he just stopped and stood there and waited
for us to catch up. And I was like, well, that's a
little odd because usually if I call my dogs, even if they're focused on
something, they'll come back to me. But whatever this was, he didn't
want to turn his back on. So I looked at Will and I said,
all right, we need to put these dogs in between us. So
I had Iris right directly in front of me on a canea cross belt,
which is basically a big belt that hooks around your waist, and you got
a line with a bongee that hooks out to your dog, so basically your
hands free, for lack of better terms. So I had Iris in front,
and then there was me smoking and Chitto were in the middle, and
then Will was following up behind. Now I'm going to say that this is
this is a very important factor. We did not have a firearm with us.
We had no shotgun, we had no pistols, we had nothing with
us. I think like the closest thing we had to protection was maybe a
dog poop bag that had poop in it. I think that was the closest
thing we had to do anything that could be considered a weapon. So we're
going down this where this forked off, and on the left side of the
trail, it's dense thicket. On the right side of the trail, it's
creek tributaries to the White River. It's marsh, it's tributaries. It's three
foot grass with high knolls and deep water. So the dogs are in between
us and they just keep looking off to our left. I'm looking off to
our left, Wills looking to our left. We're hearing something coming through the
brush, paralleling us, maybe within fifteen feet. We can't see it.
It's so thick. I keep telling Will, Will, you're hearing this right.
He said, yeah, I can hear it. I said, can
you see anything? He's like, I'm not seeing anything. Dogs are looking.
We're all looking. None of us can see anything, but we know
something's there. So we get to the river where there's a bridge crossing,
and whatever it was, it stopped following us. Then, so the dogs
go in, they go play in the water. We cross the river,
we go and we head up the little bluff about ten feet off the trail.
We set up for the night. Bugs are bad. We built a
little smoke fire just to get rid of the bugs. We didn't even really
want to keep a full fire. We didn't have anything to cook on the
fire, so there was no point in having one. It was just clear
of the bugs. Is While we were setting up we'll we get in the
tent about seven thirty eight o'clock, laying on an air mattress because if I'm
camping or hiking out, I gotta have something because I've got a bad back.
So we were up on an air mattress and the dogs were laying on
our backpacks because for some reason they are too good for the floor, as
in every case, and we're sitting there, you know, we're dozing off,
and about midnight we hear this god awful scream. And the only way
I could describe it would be if you take like a fox howl, like
their warning howl, mix it with a bobcat screech, and a coyotes kind
of like a like a coyote when they scream. You know, some of
them just make a weird sounds and maybe throw in a hint of a cougar
scream, but give it the lung capacity of a bull elephant. That's what
we heard, way off in the distance. About a half hour after we
heard that, we heard coyotes start up. Well, then we heard the
scream again and then kyotes shut right off. I know this wasn't a cougar
scream, and I know what a cougar sounds like, I know what kyotes
sound like. I know what everything out in those woods sounds like. I've
been out there enough, But none of them matched up. So we're sitting
there and we just kept getting that really eerie feeling like something was wrong,
because at first you would hear the crickets going, the birds going, you'd
hear who doowels going, and then it would go dead silent, but then
the sound would pick up again, and then it would go quiet again.
And it was on one of these quiet moments that we heard some thing approaching
the bridge on the gravel With two feet. You could hear it coming across
the bridge, and just like our dogs when they crossed the bridge, their
toenails would click on it. We were hearing it, but it wasn't like
one a dog crosses, where you hear four sets of clicking. It was
two sets. This came across on two feet. I could hear this thing
breathing on the trail. I could hear it going up the trail through the
leaf litter. I could hear it clear the bluff and go farther up the
trail. And all of this happened between the span of midnight and three in
the morning, and then about three point thirty we heard the scream again,
but farther down the trail, off to the west. So when we finally
went back to sleep and we were up the next morning, our backs were
hurting and our legs were sore, but we were a little unnerved about how
all that went down. Now, my dad was meant to pick up some
of our gear because there's this another access trail though on the North Country Trail,
you're either going after the bridge, there's a little trail that goes to
the left that's going to take you to the Bluff camp, there's a trail
going to the right which is going to take you the rest of the way
down trail, or there's a trail that goes straight ahead and it cuts over
to Echo Drive road or to Echo Drive. My dad was going to meet
us there by Echo Drive, so we were going to drop off our tent,
our, air mattress and everything else we didn't need. So I had
texted him due to how sore we were, and I said, Dad,
we want to come home. We're too sore. We can't finish this hike.
We'll have to try again next year. So we're packing stuff up and
we make the first trip out to Echo. The whole time, you could
tell something was watching us. Each time something was watching us, and we
had to make a couple of trips. I made the first trip out with
all the dogs and Will had to go back the second trip with Smokey to
go get the rest while my dad waited to pick us up. So that
was the second encounter. Mind you, These happened within three miles of each
other, as the crow flies, all within three miles of town. This
is close to town, y'all. It's not like we were out in the
middle of nowhere. It felt like we were out in the middle of nowhere,
but we weren't. We were next to a rather busy road. So
those were the two physical sightings that we had or hearings, as we could
say, because we didn't really see on a couple of the occasions exactly what
it was, but we only got one good visual. Well, then fast
forward to the beginning of this month, November, I'd say approximately about November
fifth, maybe November tenth. It was before rightful season, and I wake
up at about five o'clock in the morning and I hear the same scream that
we heard out on the river. But it's coming from a block and a
half over. And when I say within a minute, this thing had made
a block and a half, which our blocks here are square mile, it
made a good mile in not even a minute. It went from a block
and a half over to right across the street from where we live, screaming
the whole way. So something to run that fast and to scream that loud
had to have had massive lungs. And here's the best part. My dad,
who is a skeptic beyond all belief, doesn't believe dog Man exists,
doesn't believe Bigfoot exists, doesn't believe in any of that. Mumbo Jumbo heard
it and couldn't figure out what it was. We're talking about a who has
spent the better part of fifty years, almost sixty years in the woods,
and he couldn't tell me what it was. I wrote it off to him
and told him it was a kyo. I don't think it was a kyo.
If it was a coyote, it had to be about an eight hundred
pound kyot, And I don't think I know for a fact. They don't
get that big. But so far those are the only three things that have
happened where on like the past, we've had multiple things happen several times in
a row, but those were the three encounters from just this year alone.
Man, I'm telling you it's the year of the dog Man. Yeah,
sure sounds like it. I'll tell you what. I've got so many questions
to ask you, and we're about an hour in now, would you mind
coming back and doing a part too so I could ask all those questions.
I could certainly do a part two. Great, well, let's do that.
Then it sounds like we're all said so, thanks again for your time
and green night.