Thanks so much for joining us for another livestream episode of Dog Mean Encounters Radio.
I really appreciate you coming for tonight's show. We've got a guest who's
had some extraordinary experiences, and by saying extraordinary is you're going to hear that
just doesn't do it any justice. I mean, when you listen to what
he's been through and what he's experienced, it's just really hard to do it
any justice. What I'm talking about is, of course, our guest tonight,
Cody. If you've checked out the description for tonight's show, he actually
stumbled upon an injured, a wounded juvenile dog man. So without any further
ado, let's get him in here so we can get this started. Cody,
thanks so much for coming. Hey, thanks so much for having me.
Oh, you're welcome. You are welcome. Cody. Please give us
a brief bio on yourself. I will do that first. Before I get
into that, I want to say a special thanks, of course to you,
Vic. You're amazing for the service that you provide. You know,
as I told you when we talked the other day, I've never told anybody
about any of this before, and it lifted such a burden off of my
shoulders, to finally be able to talk to someone about that. I've been
holding onto this for seventeen years and to finally be able to tell somebody it
was Oh, I just feel better all day every day. It feels great.
So thank you so much for that and everything you've done for everybody else
as well. Oh, you're welcome. Wouldn't have it end of the way,
and I'm so glad to hear it's helped you and if Kim and Keith,
you both were on relatively recently as well, doing live streams and videos.
I want to thank both of you as well. Hearing your stories really
helped me to finally decide to come forward because I actually discovered dog Man Encounters
probably about three months ago, and you know, I've been just listening every
single day. I feel like Vic, I feel like I talk to you
every day or your voice all the time listening to the videos on YouTube.
But thank you, thank you to those two especially, you know you really
helped me hearing your stories. Kim, especially talking about Imber the Juvenile dog
Lady. You know, our experiences are a little similar in that regard,
So and Keith, the things you've talked about you know, they struck a
chord with me as well, So thank you both if you're listening. But
anyways to get on to get on to myself. So, yeah, my
name's Cody. I'm twenty eight years old. I grew up in Central Minnesota,
and I graduated from high school in twenty thirteen. And immediately upon graduating
from high school, I enlisted in the Navy. And I'm telling you this
stuff because it's relevant to the story. It'll tie in later. When I
was on active duty, I was wounded in an ied blast overseas. It
ripped my head open and gave me a really bad brain injury. And so
I kind of want to apologize for that as well to anybody, because my
brain don't work right sometimes, so sometimes I'll stutter in my speech, or
I'll get stuck on a word, or you know, I'll just kind of
blank for a minute. Kind of loser I am. But if that happens,
bear with me. I apologize, excuse me. So anyways to get
into to the gist of the encounter here, Like I said, I grew
up in central Minnesota, and something very important to know about Minnesota is we
are no stranger to large game and to predators. That being said, we
have coyotes, wolves, bears, the rare occasional mountain lion, and all
the big predators. But it's important to know where I'm from. In central
Minnesota, we don't have bears or wolves. You have to go to northern
Minnesota for them. And so that's something that even I struggled with for a
long time, and this encounter was thinking maybe I just saw a wolfer who
was a bear, you know. But I've had the time seventeen years worth
to accept it, and talking with Vic has definitely helped. So anyways,
when I was ten years old in the year two thousand and five, my
family bought a small hobby farm out of the country. We had been previously
living in a somewhat larger town, still in central Minnesota, not too far
away from where we ended up moving to, but the hobby farm was located
at a very small town and we were, of course in the country outside
of town. So it was a big change for me. But I loved
it. I absolutely loved the country. I kind of begrudgingly live in Florida
now. I very much missed Minnesota. It wasn't in my plans to move
to Florida, but here we are. You know, life never seems to
go according to plan. But so anyways, and I'm sorry if I rambler,
if I get off track, it happens all the time. So Vick,
if I do, please get get me back on track, because you
know the story. But living in the country was fantastic, and we saw
coyotes all the time. On this property. We owned over twenty acres of
property. The yard proper with the house was about two acres, and then
we owned two small pastures, one to the let's say one I went to
the east side of the house and one to the south side of the house,
and the house itself actually did face out. And then to the east
side or sorry, the west side was the woods. We owned our own
entire big batch of woods. We owned the entire woods. And surrounding the
entire property was a barbed wire fence because it used to be a hobby farming.
You know, the people that owned it before used to have animals.
We never did when we lived there. We just had our dogs, you
know. We had we always had three dogs in the house when I was
growing up, big dogs, and they'd go in and out, you know.
But yeah, I absolutely loved living in out in the country. Central
Minnesota is beautiful. I find myself homesick quite often. I feel like I
really do have almost a spiritual connection to Minnesota. And we even call that
my family. We call it the family ranch. It's our own little patch
of heaven. You know. I absolutely love going back. My dad still
lives there to this day, and my step mom and I visit as often
as I can. I absolutely love that place. But growing up, I
keep saying that, I'm sorry. I saw coyotes all the time. We
know, we had at least one or two packs that lived in the woods,
and you'd hear them yep at night, even yap, and sometimes in
the morning you would see them walk through the yard, not quite close to
the house. You know, they kept their distance, but every now and
again we'd see them walking through the yard or through the pastures, especially in
the winter time. In the morning, we'd see them walk through, and
I'd go out and I'd love finding the tracks. And I had a black
lab. You'd love to chasing those coyotes with something else. But my story
really starts here in two thousand and seven, the end of July two thousand
and seven. I don't remember the exact day, but I know it was
towards the end of the month, and I was twelve years old at that
time. And excuse me, it was probably around midnight one in the morning,
and I couldn't sleep that night, and so my bed. How do
I explain this, I'm sorry, I'm blanking out again. I had two
windows in my bedroom. One faced south towards that one pastor in the south,
and then the other faced the woods directly into the woods, and the
woods started. Probably I'm a terrible judge of distance and time and night and
all that stuff, but it was probably about thirty to forty feet away was
the woods to the house, and my bedroom was directly above the kitchen,
and directly below my window was the windows to the kitchen, and that also
looked out towards the woods. Well, it was probably around midnight, one
in the morning, and I, for some reason I couldn't sleep, and
I usually faced inward in towards the room when I slept, because I didn't
have blinds or curtains or anything on the window at that time, so I
usually faced inward not to look out the window because my bed was directly against
that window facing to the west. Well, I decided, you know,
I'm gonna for whatever reason, I just turned over in bed and I looked
out the west window, and it was I don't know if it was a
full moon that night, but you know, towards that end of that month
is when the moon was waning waxing. I don't know the phases in the
name of it or anything, but it was right out, you know,
you could see, you could see. And when I looked out facing towards
the uh the woods. Now that barbedi or fence I mentioned earlier, it
wrapped around the entire property, but for that particular stretch of woods, it
stretched from there by the house where I was looking, and it went further
down south. We had a small storage barn. We only used it for
storage because again we never had animals. But it was your stereotypical little red
barn everywhere in the Midwest, you know, made of wood because that's where
their animals would be back there. And that whole patch was just completely overgrown
because we didn't have animals, and the people that sold us to it hadn't
had them for quite some timey D So Anyways, the barberre fence is important
because there was a wooden gate up by the house and it was probably about
five feet tall. And I only know that because I was about five feet
tall too. When I was twelve years old, I was five feet tall
and they weighed about seventy pounds. I've never been a large man. Even
now, I'm five seven at twenty eight n weigh one hundred and forty pounds.
Never been a large man. But anyways, I'm sorry, I'm bouts
and all over the place. But as I looked out the window from my
bed, I turned over and I saw it with it was right out.
There were no lights on or anything, but I saw what looked like a
coyote was by the gate. I thought, oh, there's a coyote there.
Cool. But then I looked again. I really paid attention. I'm
like, wait a minute, is he leaning up against the gate? And
he was probably about four feet I would say, because it looked like he
probably had about a foot left of him that the gate was over top of
him. And I looked closer and I noticed he's leaning up against it all
right, you know, but looking at his pause, his front paws,
they weren't pause. It looked like he had humanoid hands. And I'm like,
what am I looking at? What? I must be tired, you
know, it's the middle of the night. I can't sleep, but I
keep looking, and I'm so fixated on these hands. And he looked so
much like a coyote from right there, because he had that coyote coloring to
him. You know, if you've ever seen a coyote or like a timberwolf,
they have kind of that that fur color. It's that white mixed in
with a kind of that light brown, black and gray. You know that
he had that coloration to him. And I see his head and he's his
head is looking back and forth like he's looking up and down the house,
excuse me, And I'm just fixated on him. At this point, I'm
like, what is this little guy? This is the weirdest looking coyote I've
ever seen. Well, I look at his eyes as best I can.
You know, he keeps looking. He's not darting back and forth, but
he's looking up and down like he's really inspecting back and forth at the house.
It doesn't look like he's seen me, you know, he's looking at
the first floor. My room was on the second floor, and he had
the most beautiful golden eyes I have ever seen, and I was just I
was starting to get kind of scared, you know. I'm like, this
doesn't seem right, the way his head is moving, like I've I've seen
coyotes for so long. I've had dogs my entire life. I've never seen
a dog move his head like this. And these hands, What's up with
these hands? You know? And I'm getting kind of scared at this point,
and against my better judgment, I was I was kind of a scared
cat as a little kid, and I've had nicktophobia fear of dark ever since
I was my entire life, even though I was adult as an adult,
and that kind of ties into other experiences I've had too, from the military
and some potentially supernatural things. But against my better judgment, I decided to
I want to go get a closer look, because if I went downstairs to
the kitchen, the kitchen kind of extended out there was a little like breakfast
nook area, and so that's what was that stuck out below my bedroom.
So I could be a tiny bit closer and look at him. I know,
I said it was directly below my bedroom. I apologize it stuck out
a little bit. The kitchen was the nook was a little further, but
I snuck downstairs past my younger sister in my parents' rooms. They were all
sleeping, and it was hard to do because that house was built in eighteen
ninety. We lived in an old house, so the floors creaked pretty bad.
But I was able to sneak down and I went into the kitchen.
I made sure not to turn on any of the lights or wake up the
dogs or anything. And I'm crouching down at the window in the breakfast nook
looking out at him, and he's still looking back and forth, back and
forth, and at this point I can really see, Oh my gosh,
he's got human hands, Like, straight up, those are human. Those
are not What is this guy? I'm just enthralled, and I especially as
I see his eyes, Like I said, his eyes, I don't even
know how to describe it, you know, I'm fixed. I was fixated
on it. But the hands were what was really throwing me off. I'm
like, what is this? This is scary. And I couldn't quite tell
from the position we were at, but it looked like he had long claws,
like, not like dog claws you see on the on your dog's feet,
but it looked like he had long, sharp claws, something scary on
his hands. It was kind of hard to tell because he was he was
definitely holding himself up on the gate, and the gate had little divots in
it, you know, so he had one hand was stuck through and the
other was holding up. But he was definitely holding himself up on that gate,
and he was just watching the house, and I'm thinking, what is
he doing? Is he looking for someone? Is he looking for something?
And as soon as I started thinking that, he stopped looking side to side
and he looked straight into the window, right at me, and those golden
eyes pierced my soul, and I was terrified. I darted, and I
was scared because I knew that the doors in the house weren't locked, and
there was a door right next to that window there, the main door to
the house, because in two thousand and seven in rural Minnesota, we just
didn't lock our doors, you know, there was no need for it at
the time. And so I panicked and I ran to the door and I
locked it. I threw the dead bolt, and I locked the little door
lock, and I ran back into the I threw the kitchen into the living
room. I locked the sliding glass door, and I ran back upstairs as
quiet as I could, not to wake anybody up. And I got in
my bed and I covered up in the covers and I prayed to God.
I'm like, oh God, please please let me live. You know this
thing is scary, Please protect me. You know, I grew up in
a Christian household, so I was praying to God and I was terrified.
And I sat under the cover for a couple of minutes, shaking, terrified,
praying, and finally, after like I said, probably a few minutes,
I decided to brave it. And I uncovered my uh my covers,
and I peeked out the window with one eye, and he was gone.
He wasn't there anymore. I'm guessing either I scared him away when I threw
the lot because I threw it pretty loud. You know, dead bolts,
can they make a pretty loud clack if you throw him and uh, or
if he maybe he was just as scared of me as I was as him
when he saw me. You know, excuse me. So needless to say,
I didn't sleep. That night, I cowered into the covers and I
knew there was no way I could talk to anybody about this. I can't
tell my parents or my sister. They'll just think that my my sister was
three years younger than me, you know, she would have been nine years
old at the time. And my parents, there's no way that they were
gonna they were good. They would just laugh and tell me I was dreaming,
you know, I had a bad dream. But I did ask my
dad the next morning. I asked him, I said, hey, Dad,
have you ever seen anything weird around here, like especially along the tree
line by the woods Because my dad, my dad, he worked, He's
worked as a power lineman for a long time, so he would wake up
in the morning super early, and so sometimes he would see the coyotes in
the early morning before anybody else left. But he said, no, what
do you mean. I said, have you ever seen like any coyote he's
doing anything weird? And he said no, just every now and again,
I'll see him walking through the fields. But nothing weird. And there never
was anything weird on our property ever in the time that we lived there.
Like I said, my dad, my stepmom still lived there to this day,
and anytime I go visit, nothing, nothing weird or anything. So
we were blessed with that for sure. But no, he said, he
never saw anything. He said, why did you ask? I said,
I don't know. Maybe I just had a weird dream, you know.
I just left it to that. And so the day goes by, and
I just have no idea what to think, no idea what this thing was
that I saw. Slightly terrified, you know, gosh, I hope he
doesn't come back again tomorrow. I don't want to see him again. He
scared me, but I was so fixated in my head on those eyes,
those beautiful, beautifulish, pure golden eyes. And it was so strange to
me to be so scared and so captivated at the same time. But the
day goes by, and like I said, it's just on my mind all
day, and it's it's the summertime, so I had nowhere to go.
Twelve years old, I just played around at home, and I played in
the woods all the time as a kid. I didn't feel like going out
into the woods that day out of fear of potentially what I had seen.
But night comes again, and I had put a blanket up over my windows.
I didn't want to look outside again. I didn't want to see anything
because it was still bright out that night, and yeah, I didn't want
to see him again. You know. I wanted to sleep that night,
but I still couldn't. I was too scared to sleep. I would still
say my prayers and everything, but I just I didn't know what to do.
Well, as the night goes by, I hear what sounds like a
loud thump come from down by the storage bar, and my heart started pounding
in my chest, like oh no, oh no, what is it now?
And like I said, I was kind of a scaredy little kid as
a kid, but part of me really wanted to get to the bottom of
what this was in case it was the same thing. I don't know,
So I decided to once again get up. I snuck downstairs, I put
my shoes on, and I walked down to get down to the storage barn.
Our house was on top of a little hill, so I had to
walk down these concrete steps that led down to the driveway and walk around the
garage and then a little bit back again towards the tree line, back where
that one pasture met the woods. Was where the storage barn was. And
again that's all we were using it for at that time, was a storage
because we didn't have any animals. And I had I had a little light
with me. You know. It was two thousand and seven, that's before
the super advent of smartphones, and I didn't have a phone anyway. I
was twelve years old, just back in the day. At that time,
twelve year olds didn't have phones. But I had a little, uh,
a little light. I didn't need it though, because it was it was
pretty light out from the moon. And I walked to the storage barn and
I can see, you know, it had just the standard sliding barn door
to it, and there was only the one door, so there was no
way any anything or anyone else could have gotten in was through the it was.
It was only through the sliding door, and I could see that the
only the only way that we had. We didn't have a lock on it.
Like I said, in Central Minnesota in two thousand and seven, we
never locked our doors. We never had any need to the only thing we
had to prevent it from opening and closing was that we had a little hook
latch on it. If you know what I'm talking about just one of those
tiny little ones, and we would just latch that at night so that the
thing wouldn't slide open in the wind or anything. You know, we never
had any worries about anyone going in there. Well, as I get closer,
I see that the door is open a little bit and the hook is
undone. It wasn't broken. It wasn't It was still on the wall.
You know. It didn't look like it had been broken or anything. It
had been manually undone by someone or something. And my heart feel is pounding
so hard at this rate, it feels like it's going to stop. I'm
like, I'm twelve years old. I'm gonna have a heart attack. But
I pressed on because that innate curiosity. I pushed through the scaredy cat and
the light switch to the storage barn was right on, immediately on the left
side as you would go in, so I knew where it was. So
I stuck my hand in through the little slit and I flicked on the light,
and immediately I could see through the little opening in the door. It
was sitting in the back corner behind the riding lawn mower. It looked like
it was looking itself it's front left arm, and this was the first time
that I finally got a really good look at it. He had the canine
legs and feet, and then when it went up and it got to his
torso it started to look very humanoid. And he was male. He had
genitalia, I could tell, but like I said, he had kind of
that coyote coloring to him, that mixture of the white, the gray,
the brown, black, all that stuff. And he had the hands is
what I immediately focused on, because he did have humanoid hands. He long
fingers, and he had the claws, and I could see his arms seemed
almost a little bit too long, too long for what it would be for
a dog, you know. And as soon as he saw me, he
immediately turned to me, and with those golden eyes, it made me freeze.
And his furst started to puff up. His tail was all puffed up,
and his shoulders and around his head. Now I don't quite think he
had a mane. He definitely had longer hair come out of like his neck
on the side of his heads, you know, but the fur tapered as
it went further down. He definitely had it on his shoulders and then as
it started to go down his arms. It tapered a little bit, should
be less hairy, and that was kind of that way on his chest as
well. And he's he I'm sorry if I kinda oh, it's still something
to talk about. This is only the second time I've talked about it,
you know, because I've talked with Thick about it, and because I only
wanted now I'm telling it to everybody. But he curled his lips up and
I could see his teeth. This is the sh sharpest looking teeth I've ever
seen on anything. These didn't look like the teeth I would expect to see
on a coyote. And he started growling, and I felt that growl in
my bones. It rattled me. You know, I live in Florida.
Now, if you've ever if you've ever heard an alligator bellow, they have
a really low bellow. It sounded a lot like that, and obviously not
reptilian, but it sounded a lot like that, and it just rattled me
on my heart pounding out of my chest. But I immediately decided to I
put my hands up close to my body and I put my palms out and
I started talking to him. I said, hey, it's okay, I'm
not going to hurt you. You know, it's okay, you know,
utterly terrified. And I got a good look. It looked like he had
a big scratch on his his left forearm, the inside of it, and
it looked like that's what he was looking when I had gone in, and
I said, you know, I bet he. I bet he caught himself
on the on the barb wire because I caught myself on that sometimes too.
And anytime I'd go out and i'd walk the pastures of the woods and I
would go up to the barber and I would see patches of a fur on
it every now and again. You know, I know, deer got stuck
on it. Sometimes they'd nick it as they jumped over, and I found
patches of coyote fur and stuff like that. But I thought, maybe he
got caught on that, maybe even after he ran off yesterday. If this
is the same one, So what I decided to do again keeping my hands
up and make sure he's seeing them, and I'm trying to make sure that
he knows I'm not a threat. There was the storage barn was kind of
being used as my dad's hangout spot at that time. It's kind of like
a man cave, you know, and he had a fridge in there.
My dad's a hunter, he always has been, so he always had meat
in the fridge, and I know he had a lot of rolls of summer
sausage in there. So what I decided to do. I kept my hands
up again and I kind of slowly inched over to the fridge, keeping my
eyes on him the whole time. And he didn't let me out of his
sight either, and he's still growling. At this point. I bought wet
my pants. So I go to the fridge and I take out a roll
of summer sausage because I know my dad wouldn't miss a roll or two,
and I held it up for him to look at it, and I slowly
set it on the ground and I rolled it forward and he picked it up
with his right arm, the good one, and he immediately scarfed it down.
And at that point he stopped growling, but he was still looking at
me, and I decided, I said, you know, do you want
another one? So well the second one out and I rolled it to him
and he picked that one up a little more slowly and ate that one a
little more slowly keeping his eyes on me. But he wasn't growling anymore.
He'd put his teeth away, so he's just keeping his eye on me.
I'm keeping it on him. I figure at this point, he figures I'm
not going to hurt him. I'm not going to do anything stupid. Well
I was about to do something stupid, actually, and here's why. But
I saw his I saw his scratch. And I love animals. I've loved
animals my entire life, and canines, especially canid's wolves, have always been
my absolute favorite animal. And here I am in front of this thing that
looks like a combination wolf in person, you know, and he's hurt,
and he's young. I assumed he was young, you know, because he's
about four feet tall, and he looked like his body shape was kind of
like mine, you know, And I was so I wanted to help.
I didn't like to seeing him bleeding. And my dad had his hunting supplies
in there and some lockers, and I knew he had a first aid kit.
So, once again, keeping my hands up, my palms out so
that he knows like I'm not going to do anything, I slowly walk over
to the to the lockers, and I get the first aid kit out,
and I take the box out and open it up, and inside it's got
some gos and some cotton balls, and it's got some other stuff in there
too, like alcohol, prooxide and stuff like that. So I thought,
I can help this thing. I can help him. And I turned and
faced it. I never took my eyes off, and my face my body
towards him, and I start slowly walking forward. He curls his lips back
up, throws his teeth and starts grown and I try to I stop,
and I try to reasure him. It's okay, I'm not going to hurt
you. I want to help. It's okay, you know. I'm trying
to be as as not terrified as I was. You know, my voice
was definitely shaking, probably about as bad as it is now, worse definitely.
And I slowly walked forward to him, and I set the box down
and I show him my hands and like, it's okay, I'm not going
to hurt you. I want to help. And I didn't want to use
any of the peroxide of the alcohol on him because I didn't want it to
sting and then him jerk up and get mad, you know, do anything
bad. But I took out the cotton balls and I started to I very
slowly stretched out to him and I start patting it, and he kind of
jerked back the little bit. At first. I'm like, no, no,
no, it's okay. I'm just cleaning the blood a little bit.
It's okay. So I'm dabbing the wet blood off as best I can,
and then he stops growling at this point, but he's still piercing his gaze
at me, and so I'm slowly carefully as I cannot to piss this guy
off. And so finally, once I get to a point that I think
the blood has gotten to a point that it's not going to be super wet
anymore, you know, super super bleeding out, I take out the guys
and I start to slowly wrap it around his arm. And this is when
I finally had the chance to actually physically touch his dog man and he felt
firm his arm. Did you know there was some muscle to him. He
was small, He wasn't a jack the bodybuilder like the adults that you always
hear about, but he he was firm. And I'm slowly wrapping this around
as gently as I can loosely as I can, so that it's not too
tight, you know, it doesn't cut off circulation. And that way,
if if he so chooses to, he can tear it off, shew it
off, whatever fall off. And the only way as a kid that I
knew how to tie things was in the shoelace. Not so I tied a
very poor shoelace not to finish it off. And this again, this whole
time he's looking at me. He's just piercing my soul with those those beautiful
golden eyes, not taking his eyes off me. And I set the gauze
down, I set the whole box aside, and I slowly back up,
hands up, and I'm like, I'm not going to do anything. You're
okay, you're good. I'm not going to hurt you. And I back
up against the wall so that he's got his space, and he kind of
looks at it a little bit, you know, he's inspecting. He takes
his eyes off me for a second, and I guess he realized he was
good, you know, and that I wasn't going to do anything to him,
and so then he looked back up at me, and we just looked
at each other for a little bit. I keep saying that, but I
was utterly terrified. I was shaking so hard, my heart's beating out of
my chest, and I'm completely enthralled by him at the same time, thinking
what is this guy? I've never seen anything like this. This is not
a coyote. I know he's not a wolf. We don't have wolves here,
you know. But the hands give everything away, of course, because
what dog has humanoe hands? So anyways, he decides he's good, you
know, he doesn't need to be in here anymore. His wounds are clean,
and he is good to move on his way. So what he does?
You know, He's been sitting in the corner of the whole time,
right behind the lawnmower, and he puts his hands on the mower and lifts
himself up. He almost looked kind of awkward when he was doing it,
like he wasn't used to maybe standing on two feet. And I think that's
why when I think back to it, when he was at that gate by
the house, I think he was holding himself up because he wanted to stand
up to look, but he just wasn't good at it yet because he was
still young. So he hoists himself up on the lawn mower, and when
he does it, I hear these pops outs. It sounds like his legs
are popping as he stands up. Now I know that sound out too well,
because now my knees pop every time I stand up too. That's my
injuries from the military. But he props himself up and he's still looking at
me, you know, and then he looks down at the ground to kind
of find a place. He pushes up a little bit off of the lawnmower
and he goes down on all fours. He standing up and he starts walking,
and he's walking just fine because it was just a scratch. I don't
think it was deep or anything, you know, the blood stop. I
was able to stop that pretty quickly. But when he started walking, the
movement looked very natural, like something that should be happening. But when he
walked, he reminded me of a large cat, almost like a tiger,
because his front shoulders as he was walking, they moved up. You know,
if you've ever seen like a tiger at a zoo or in a video
or anything, their shoulders really kind of pop up when they walk, and
his front did that as he walked. But it looked natural. It was
just very strange to see that on a dog like figure, you know.
But he walked over to the door and he stopped just before he got out,
and he looked back at me, and I'm thinking, oh, no,
no, no, no, no, please please, And I could
have sworn at the time that I heard a voice say thank you as he
looked at me. But his mouth didn't move, you know. And only
now as I'm older and I'm seeing all this dog men stuff that it may
have been mind speak to up at me. Who knows, you know,
we don't know about these about these creatures. But I almost I could have
sworn I heard something say thank you. And then he turned his head back
towards the door and he kind of leaped out, and then I heard him
running through the through the pasture, and I could hear him heading towards the
tree line. And I'm thinking, I'm just gonna die at this point,
I'm going to drop dead of a heart heart attack. What the heck did
I just witness And even at twelve years old, I said something worse than
heck to myself, you know. And I know I know Vic likes to
keep it light and avoid that kind of that kind of language, So of
course I will refrain from it. But I'm just I'm like, what the
heck just happened? What is this thing? Oh my gosh. So I
go back up to the house. I locked the doors again, and I
go back up to my bed and I get under the covers again, and
I just start praying, and I'm asking myself, God, what did I
just see? What did I just witness? What are you? What are
you testing me with? And there's there's no way, once again that I
ever could tell my parents about this. They would just laugh and tell me
I had a crazy dream. And I became I became kind of irritable after
that, after that experience, and people definitely noticed that I became irritable,
angsty. You know, I was twelve years old. I was almost a
teenager, and you know everybody became becomes angsty as a teenager. So but
I wasn't an angsty teenager, you know. I just like I said,
I had that irritability to me because I didn't I didn't know how to register
what I had just seen, and I couldn't tell anybody. I felt,
there's no way that I can never tell anybody anything that just happened, and
nobody would believe me. I thought about telling my pastor at church, but
I decided against that because I didn't feel that I felt that it probably would
have immediately gone into you know, again, either you had a bad dream,
you have an overactive imagination, or maybe what you saw was demonic.
I don't think he was demonic. I felt him, I touched him.
He was corporeal, you know, And nothing about me screamed evil about this
creature. He was simultaneously the most terrifying and the most beautiful thing I have
ever seen. So that's the end of the first encounter with my dog man.
And of course at the time, I didn't know he was a dog
man. I don't know. I didn't know what dog men were, and
really the thought of a werewolf didn't cross my mind either at that time.
I just had no idea. Yeah, the only thing I had ever had
the base it off of was the coyotes that I would see sometimes, you
know, and the wolves, but I knew we didn't have wolves in that
part of the state. So anyways, that's the end of the first encounter.
Two thousand and seven. I was twelve years old. Well. We
fast forward now to the December of twenty twelve, the beginning of December,
and I was in my senior year of high school at that time, and
I was driving home one night from a school basketball game. I played in
my school's pet band and we were playing for the basketball team that night,
and I was driving home. You know, I had my first car,
and my sister was staying at a friend's house that night. My younger sister
and my parents were out on a date with my aunt and uncle on a
double date. So I was going home alone, which was not knew.
I'd been staying home alone since I was a very young child. My parents
were very trusting, They raised me very well. They were both veterans as
well. So as I'm driving home, you know, the school was probably
about ten miles away from our house. It was in a totally separate town,
and so it took some time to get home, especially in December.
You know, in Minnesota, we got snow and it was pitch black outside.
There was no moonlight outside like there was when I encountered the dog Man
for the first time. And as I hit the gravel road, you know,
it's completely covered in snow. But I knew where the gravel started and
the pavement ended. When it took the time to get outside. It took
the time to get out into the country. Rather excuse me. I'm driving
on the gravel road and there's cornfields on both sides of the road here as
I'm driving on this to get home, and obviously in the winter time,
there's nothing in it. It's just an empty snowy field. But as I'm
in between these fields on the gravel road, I start to hear a sound.
It sounds like a swamp, swamp swamp. I thought, what is
that? Is that my I hope it's not my car, because you know,
I had an old beat them up car who didn't as their first car
as a teenager. So I rolled my window down just a little bit so
I can kind of hear and see if it's like the engine or something.
And I hear it getting louder thwomp fwomp up. I'm like, that's something
running in the snow. And it sounded big. I thought that sounds too
big to be a deer. And we had neighbors across the way that had
two really big Saint Bernard dogs, and I thought, did the Saint Bernards,
get out. This thing sounds huge, and I slowed down and I
stopped to really try and get a sound of this thing, you know,
And it's pitch black outside. I can't see anything except for directly in front
of me from my car's headlights, and it it almost gets to a definitely
loud point when it gets right up on back and tall. Oh crap,
whatever this is is like right upon me. And then immediately as I'm thinking
that, it shows up right in front of my headlights and it stopped.
It was on all fours. It stops right in front of the car.
And it's a dog man. It's a huge dog man. Again, at
this time, I had no concept of what dog man was, what a
werewolf, If it was a werewolf or anything like that, that never crossed
my mind. But knowing what I know now, it was a dog man
and he was huge. He was gigantic. He had to have been at
least seven feet tall. Again, I'm a terrible judge of distance and height
and time and everything like that, but he had to have been at least
seven feet tall because he towered over my car. And I've heard it a
lot myself, even on this show with other people's experiences. He had the
shape of the werewolf from vad Helsing, the two thousand and four movie bang
Helsing. Wonderful movie. I love that movie. It has some of the
best looking cg werewolfs I've ever seen. But he had that shape to him,
that first one, the great one in the beginning of the movie excuse
me. And he had that coyote coloring to him again, and I thought,
oh, no, is this is this another one? Is this an
adult? This time? I said, it's been years. It's been what
five years since I even saw something like this, And this one is huge.
It's standing probably ten fifteen feet in front of me in this car,
and he's towering over the car. He's huge, and his claws were large
as well, probably an inch or two. Again I'm a terrible judge distance,
but he was huge. He had big claws, and he was jacked.
He had the bodybuilder body, the mister Universe. He had the biggest
biceps and shoulders and chests and all that stuff. And I'm mortified. I'm
frozen completely. And once again I see the golden eyes and they're peering into
my soul. He's looking directly at me. I couldn't tell if he could
see me or not through the headlights, but he was looking directly in my
direction, and his ears were perked up. You know. He had the
kind of tall, tall pointed ears and those are pointed up. He was
looking at me. He wasn't puffed up as fur or anything, but he
was just staring. And again, my heart's pounding on my chest. I'm
terrified. I'm praying to God. I said, oh no, no,
no, Lord, please don't let it end this way. And I got
this sense of exist aial dread just fell over me. And I've heard before
that that when people are about to die, they get this sense of existential
dread, like they know it's going to happen. I don't know if there's
a lot of merit to that or not, but I've heard it before,
and I have this absolute feeling of dread. I'm going to die. I'm
going to die. God, please help me. I'm going to die.
And like I said, I'm just completely frozen staring at this thing. And
at this point I could tell he was looking at me. He could see
me through the lights because he's facing me, and he lifts his left arm,
his massive left arm up and he faces his inner forearm towards me,
and I thought, there's no way this can't be. There's no way that
this is that little thing that I helped five years ago. But what other
explanation was there? He sat there and looked at me and he showed me
his arm. What other reason would he have to sit there and show me
that the left arm that I remember patching up. And he stayed like that
for probably a minute. My heart's still pounding on my chest, still terrified,
still have that feeling of dread, but he he's just looking at me,
and I don't know what to do. And finally, after probably a
minute or two, he puts his arm back down and he's still looking at
me. He won't take his eyes off me, with just those piercing,
beautiful golden eyes again, the most beautiful things I've ever seen. And even
in this sheer terror of seeing this large creature in front of me, I
still had that feeling of, oh my gosh, you are the most terrifying
thing I have ever seen, but you are the most beautiful thing I have
ever seen. I could not explain it. To his day, I still
cannot explain it. I was enthralled by him. You know. Well,
finally, after a little bit of that, he gets back down on all
fours and he kind of gives me one final look, and then he turns
back the way he was running and he takes off on all fours, just
with astonishing speed. He's gone, and just that fwompump plump plump in the
snow as he's going, and I'm just frozen in place. I can't think
what to say, what to do. I said another prayer to God.
I'm like, thank you God for protecting me, for not letting him kill
me. Oh gosh. So I put the pedal to the metal and I
got back home as soon as I could. Oh gosh. And it's another
thing. I thought, There's no way I'm ever gonna be able to tell
anybody any of this. There is no way on God's green earth I will
ever be able to tell anyone. No one is ever gonna believe me.
They're gonna think I'm crazy. So anyways, that was the that was the
second experience with him, And you know, the months go by. I
graduated high school the following spring, and I was two weeks after I graduated
high school, I was in boot camp. And in twenty fifteen, when
I was twenty years old, I was sent overseas as a part of Operation
in Hairit was all of you know, the fight against ISIS and that's where
I was wounded. You know, I was wounded in an I E D
blast and I I think I talked about that a little bit at the start
here. Did I Did I say that? VIC? Did I? Did
I mention that I had been injured? You did? I did? Okay,
thank you? Just to make sure if anybody wasn't in the stream at
that time, any went too. I was. I was injured in an
i EV blast overseas, and you know, it split my head open and
it gave me a super bad brain injury that I still feel the effects of
to this day. You know. And there's there's PTSD there, and there's
other there's other parts of the body that were damaged as well. My feet,
my knees, and my back are absolutely torn up. And you know,
that's that's made things physically, emotionally, spiritually, it's made things very
hard over the years to deal with that. And because of that, to
make it worse, what's it called to make it worse? Because of that,
I became non deployable, and so I was essentially getting kicked from the
military after my enlistment had ended because I was still able to do duties of
a non deployable unit, you know, I was still able to work around
in garrison in the base. So they let me finish out my time at
the base. But then when my time was done, I was I was
processed out in twenty eighteen, when I was twenty three years old, and
I was not happy about it, needless to say, because I absolutely loved
the military and I knew that I knew my entire life that I wanted to
go into the military. Both of my parents were veterans as well. So
I was heartbroken of course, you know, and then dealing with all the
issues that had piled up because of it. Yeah, I wasn't in a
good place. In twenty eighteen, I moved back home to Minnesota because I
didn't nowhere else to go, you know, which was fine. I absolutely
love it there, you know. So I moved to the town that we
had lived in before we moved out to the Hobby Farm. It was only
about a fifteen minute driveway, but it was a bigger town. I was
renting an apartment on the edge of town that overlooked some cornfields, because it's
it's Minnesota. It's cornfields everywhere, you know, And there was there was
a patch of woods not too far away from that field as well, because
the part of central Minnesota that I lived in was kind of where in southern
Minnesota you have the plains, and then in northern Minnesota you have the the
coniferous forest, you know, the pine trees, and it almost feels like
you're in the mouth up north. It's beautiful up there, but we don't
have any actual mountains in Minnesota. So central Minnesota it's known as the Hills
and Lakes region. There's a lot of hills, there's a lot of lakes.
There's a lot of lakes everywhere Minnesota. But to say all that,
you know, it was it was where the hills, I like to call
it, where the plains meet the woods. So we had we still had
little remnants of the plains and the cornfields everywhere, and we had the woods.
So, like I said, I'm not doing too great at this time
because life was not going the way that I wanted it to, I had
expected it to, and I felt like I didn't have a whole lot of
people that I could turn to to even talk about those experiences that I had
in the military. You know, people wouldn't understand. And at that time
I had gotten a job in law enforcement, and you know, the job
went just about as well as it could, especially with the injuries. I
did what I could. I didn't tell anybody about my experience at that point
in the law enforcement that I worked because I wanted the job. I needed
a job, and so I did my absolute best with that, you know,
and then time goes by. Then comes the infamous year of twenty twenty.
I'm sure everybody remembers what happened that year. So at that point,
twenty twenty rolls around, I'm twenty five years old, and I'm just mad
at the world because I'm sure the people that live in the States at least
will remember that in twenty twenty, you know, those riots started, and
I'm not going to comment on any of those. Like I said, I
worked in law enforcement. It was a whole thing for everybody, and I
had my bad feelings about it too, for sure, But I don't want
to say anything divisive, and I don't feel like I would anyway, you
know I anyway, Yeah, So the riots were happening, and they started
in Minneapolis, and Minneapolis was only about an hour and fifteen minute drive probably
east of where I was living. So these riots were happening essentially in my
backyard, you know. And seeing the news footage, the videos and the
photos of seeing this city burn brought back a lot of bad memories and experiences
from my time in the service because I had witnessed, in addition to being
blown up myself, I witnessed another terror responding, and it brought back all
those memories. Seeing the city burning, seeing it immediately brought back flashpoints.
I was not into the place, and at that time I had not officially
been diagnosed with PTSD yet because I had not gone to the VA because I
was so angry and everything couldn't even be bothered. So, needless to say,
it was a very bad summer. I ended up quitting my job in
law enforcement not too long after that. So I'm sitting at home in this
apartment, completely alone, with all these bad thoughts, all these bad memories,
and these physical injuries, you know, causing problems with everything as it
is, and I hate everything. I'm mad at the world, you know.
And one night, it was at the beginning of August, and I
was sitting in my apartment, just not knowing what to do with myself,
just hating the world, hating everything. I get this sudden, strange thought,
go look out the window. I don't know why I thought it.
I thought, I'm going to go look out the window. Because I was
on the floor of my apartment. It was three levels. And so I
went to the sliding door where the balcony was, and I look out and
I can see out into the field and there was there was moonlight that night,
you know, it was it was illuminated. And that year that field
was empty, because you know, farmers they'll rotate crops. They'll do they'll
do corn one year, they'll do beans and another and then they'll leave it
for a year to let the soil replenish. So the field was empty that
year. And I'm looking out the window and I look out into the field
and I think I see something. There looks to be a silhouette of something
out in the field. I said, there's an animal outfield. So I
opened up the sliding door and I walked out onto the balcony to get a
closer look, and I see the eyes, those haunting, beautiful golden eyes
are looking straight at me. It's him. I know it's him this time
immediately, and all that terror and all that beauty. He's standing there in
that field across the road, looking straight up at me, and once again
he lifts up his left arm and faces the forearm to me to let me
know it's him. And I'm just completely taken aback by this. I thought,
I haven't seen you in years. Granted I was gone for quite a
while, but you know, I was twenty five at that time. The
last time i'd seen him, I was seventeen, and I thought, how
did he find me? He had to have known I was there to get
that gut feeling to walk out and see him there, and he was standing
there waiting for me. You know, when I walked out, part of
me wonders now, all these years later, you know, when I got
that, I got that that feeling to look outside. I almost wondered if
he told me to go. You know, again, there's the speculation with
dog men, the telepathy. I have no idea, but yeah, I
I looked out at him, and I just I watched him for a couple
of minutes, and it was almost like I still felt a sense of fear,
but at the same time, it almost felt like seeing an old friend
that you haven't seen in a long time. And excuse me. Yeah,
he after a little while he decided to, you know, I guess he'd
had enough. He propped down and he ran off on all fours into the
woods outside of the field. And I went back into the into my apartment.
I sat down on the crouch, on the couch, and I cried.
And I took it as a sign, you know, it's it's time
to get help. It's time to stop blaming the world for everything and do
something about it, you know. So the next morning I called up the
VA and I said, hey, i'd like to I'd like to see about
coming in and you know, getting healthcare. And I was immediately referred to
mental health. I was almost immediately, you know, diagnosed with PTSD and
HEW anger issues and anxiety depression, just a mixed bag of all all the
mental stuff, you know. And we found the problems with my feet,
my knees, in my back. So yeah, I got the help I
needed at that point, and I really do credit him for putting it in
me that night, like it's time, you know. So, yeah,
that's that's my story. That's the last time I saw him was the summer
of twenty twenty and then in December of twenty twenty one, I moved down
here to Florida. Again. It wasn't part of my plan, but I'm
here now and I'm trying to make the best of every day. And yeah,
that's that's my story. Wow, that's a lot to go through.
You deserve a lot of credit for holding it together the way you did.
Yeah, that's definitely not easy at all. I've already got a question for
you, Cody from Blood VIPA. He wants to know, amazing Cody,
do you think he was watching over you? I I have a feeling that
I think he was for a little bit. And the reason I think that
is because, like I said before, we never had any kind of weird
experiences on my house, at my property when I was growing up, and
part of me wondered, you know, is this just such a nice quiet
spot? Surely it was, but is there somebody out there watching us?
You know? Is there is there somebody protecting us? And as I get
older, and I think about it. There's a chance that maybe he was
Maybe he was hit. Our property was his too, and he was out
there watching. You know, I didn't think of it at all until now,
you know, at twenty eight years old, because I've only really gotten
into this dog man stuff in the last couple of months now and coming to
terms with my own experiences. Potentially, you know, he had to have
been a juvenile when I met him. You know, he was four feet
tall. He was much smaller than the previous time than the next time that
I saw him. So now as an adult, I wonder did he have
family out in our woods? And maybe he was just the youngest, you
know, maybe he was just the pupp and it was his turn to take
over. So in a way, I feel like, maybe, yeah,
maybe he did watch over us, And I can't I can't explain how else
he would have found me in that apartment away from home. You know,
he had to have known I was there somehow. I almost wonder. I
definitely feel that he imprinted on me. I wonder if I did the same
to him, he just might have it sounds like you did. I've got
another question for you from Shannon Uminezer and her question is, do you think
he's still watching over you and you'll see him again? I hope, So,
you know, I don't think he's going to come down to Florida,
but part of me thinks that maybe, because I've mentioned before, you know,
when I moved down here, I feel I feel very homesick very often,
because I love Minnesota. I almost feel like there's a spiritual connection to
me in Minnesota. And I told Vic a little bit about this when we
talked the first time, that I dream about him a lot. All those
years since the first encounter, I dream about him, And when I Vic,
I didn't mention this part when my first talk. I had forgotten about
it because I get forgetful with my head. But ever since I moved down
here to Florida, I started getting a different kind of dream every now and
again. If anybody out there has ever played like a Japanese RPG game,
you know, there's there's those scenes where a character is like in their dream
and they're they're slowly realizing that I'm in a dream, you know, and
it's like pure white or pure black or whatever. In my case, it
was it was always pure white when I've had these dreams, and I see
him there and the first time that this happened, and these are always very
short, little bursts, little dreams when these happen, he looked at me
in the dream. He's there and his mouth doesn't move, but I hear
him say where are you? And then it fades out and I woke up.
So and I've had similar dreams like that since it's pretty infrequent, but
I remember I had a dream like that and he looked at me and he
wasn't saying anything. And I asked him one day and I said, are
you him? And he just gave me like a half nod, And I
asked him, who are you? And I didn't get a response. And
later I had another dream and I asked him, I said, do you
have a name, And again he gave me that half nod, and I'm
thinking I had what the heck? And I said, what's your name?
And he didn't answer. To this day, anytime I've had that, he
hasn't answered. Now again, this may just be dreams, you know.
I've always had very vivid dreams my entire life that feel very realistic when I'm
in them, and so sometimes I wake up very confused in the mornings,
I wake up like where am I? What just happened? You know?
But when the room, when your entire existence goes plain white and it's just
you and this one entity in there, you know, that might be a
little different. But it may just be dreams. It may not, but
I definitely feel like that's in some way that yes, he is. He
is potentially you know, watching for me in that point, just to that
first dream, just to hear him ask where are you? A just yeah,
you never know. It just might be him reaching out in your sleep.
It's hard to say. I got another question for you from Darren,
and Darren wants to know what state did this occur? Sorry I got here
late, sure, no problem. It was in Minnesota. I grew up
in central Minnesota, all right. The next question is from Shannon Umanezer,
and her question is how did you and him compare in height when you first
saw When I first saw him, I was twelve years old. I was
about five feet tall at that time, and the way that I gauged his
height was when I first saw him, he was leaning up against that gateway
that was on the barbed wire fence, and I know that fence was five
feet tall, because I was as tall as that or not. The fence.
The gate was five feet tall, because I was as tall as the
gate at that time, and he looked like when he was holding himself up
against it, he looked like he probably had a foot. He was probably
a foot shorter. So I gauged that when he was younger like that,
when I first met him, he was probably about four feet tall, not
very big at all, but like you mentioned, that definitely changed. All
right. I forgot another question for you from Ali S. And Ali wants
to know, like dogs, do you think they're forever loyal? You know,
I don't know. Like I said, I really haven't known anything about
dog men until these last couple of months when I started to really when I
found your show, Vic, and that's when I started to really get interested.
Now I'm border line obsessed. I think I think I think it was
just with Vic. Before the show started. I said, you know,
Vic, it feels like I talk to you every night every day now because
I hear your voice every day because I watch all the videos all day long.
You did say that, Yeah, my first conversation. Oh yeah,
no, I I listened to your show when I'm at work. You know,
I was at work before this and I was listening. I've you have
hundreds of episodes, you know, how could you not listen all day long?
But yeah, I don't know if they're forever loyal. Everybody has different
experiences from what I've heard, you know, and I'm very fortunate that I
didn't have these negative experiences like some of these people that we've heard on your
show. And that's another reason why, you know, when I started off,
I gave a special thanks to Keith, because Keith had my rate of
experiences, you know, and he felt, if I remember right it,
he felt like none of his were super traumatic, you know, or or
super negative, and I feel very fortunate that mine were the same way.
Of course, I was terrified, especially the first time, being twelve years
old and seeing this creature. I have no idea what it was, but
who knows, you know, they could potentially be loyal. We just we
just don't have any way of knowing right now. The only the only thing
that I can think of to answer that question is if anybody has listened to
the episode one thirty seven of dog Man Encounters with Stripes. The man told
the story about the dog Man that they had kept and raised his nameless stripes.
I guess there was a sense of loyalty there, that he knew the
family and the family knew him. You know, who knows that it could
be a thing. You know. I have dogs myself right now, and
the dogs are certainly loyal. But I can't. I guess I can't speak
for a dog man, but we can hope. Yeah, that's all we
can do is hope. You can't think for people, so how can you
think for a dog man? That's a good point. I've got another question
for you from Ky from sixteen seventy five, and her question or his question
is how did the eyes make you feel uneasy or otherwise? They made me
freeze like a deer in headlights, because I would see his eyes and I
just wouldn't know what to think. They were the most beautiful things I had
ever seen, the perfect golden color, you know, especially when he would
look back at me, you know, and he'd stare at me. I'd
stare right in those eyes, and I would just I would freeze, you
know, my heart would pound out on my chest. But I was both
the most terrified I had ever been and completely enthralled by him, He probably
could have done whatever he wanted to me at that point, so I'm super
glad that nothing bad happened. Like I said, when I was in the
car, I felt completely defenseless because this thing is huge. He's got me
frozen. I can't respond, and I got that feeling I was gonna die,
But nothing ever did. So he most certainly could have done anything he
wanted to do to you, as could you realize that. The next question
is from Cindy Imhoff, and her question is where it's a statement at first
absolutely amazing encounters. Thank you for sharing, Cody. Do you think your
parents actually did see Dogman on your hobby farm? I kept it from you
all these years, Thank you. I don't think so. My dad has
never been a believer in the supernatural, cryptids, anything like that. I
feel like he definitely would have mentioned something if he had seen something odd.
And my mom was the most devout Christian I had ever known in my life,
and she she unfortunately passed away when I was eighteen years old, when
I was going through training in the military. Actually she had cancer, but
like I said, she was the most about woman i'd ever know, most
about person i'd ever known, And I feel like if she had seen something
like that, she would have said show and she probably immediately would have thought
it was demonic, not to say that she was crazy or anything. You
know, a lot of people think dog men are demonic, and they may
be. We don't know, but I don't think they are. I certainly
don't with the experiences I've had. But no, to answer your question,
I don't think anybody in my family ever saw anything. And I've I've kind
of hinted towards my sister a little bit, my younger SI. I've never
straight out asked her anything like that, but she she doesn't remember a lot
of her childhood. You know, she's in her mid twenties now, she
has a husband and two children, so I don't want to bother her with
it, you know, but I don't think she ever saw anything like that.
You're probably right. I guess if they did have experiences, they probably
would have shared those with you. So that's a good point. The next
comment and question would be from Carol Hansen, and Carol said and asks,
Coldie, do you know you're a very special person and a great man.
Thank you for your service and sharing your story. Well, thank you.
I guess that's all I can say to that is thank you. That was
nice of her, looks like. Our next question is from blood Vipa,
and his question is I think he was trying to help you heal or I
guess it's a comment saying I think he was trying to help you heal,
just like you helped him to heal when he was wounded. I do feel
that way, you know. Well, you know, if it weren't for
that night of seeing him out in that field, I may not even even
been here. You know. I contemplated, like so many veterans do.
I contemplated suicide constantly, and I had lost I had lost friends to it
as well, and I thought, you know, maybe this is just the
way to go. So I think in a way he saved my life sometimes,
you know, because it was that experience that I finally called the VA
and I said I need some help. Well, it goes without saying,
we're all so glad you didn't make that mistake. Yeah, that's a permanent
solution to a temporary problem. So I'm so glad you didn't do that.
The next question is from Shannon Uminezer and her question is do you think that
maybe he's sending you some kind of telepathic message to come home. It could
be, you know, like I said, I feel like the first thing
he asked me and that dream is where are you? And I feel the
poll to go home all the time. I really do. I miss Minnesota
so much. I never expected to live anywhere else. I certainly never thought
I'd end up in Florida. I thought I'd never even visit Florida. And
truth be told, I really don't like it here that much. But I'm
not going to be one of those people who moves to a new place and
hates on it, complains all the time. You know, it has helped
me a lot being here. My physical health has improved greatly because of the
warm weather. Minnesota winters are absolute h double hockey sticks on injuries and bad
joints and things like that. So the weather has definitely helped with my physical
health my mental health. In some ways. I get depressed because I'm not
home. You know, I'm away from all of my family, everything I've
ever loved. But I take it as I as each day comes. You
know, I've left home before. I spent three and a half years on
the other side of the planet. You know, So it is what it
is, But sometimes I do wonder if he wants me to come home,
you know, just that first ever time we're in that dream, he asked
me where are you? Because I haven't seen him since, you know,
twenty twenty four. Now, the last time I saw him was the summer
of twenty twenty so who knows. That just might be what was behind it.
You never know. The next question is from Matt McGuire, and Matt
wants to know. Did the sausage you gave him have a wrapper? How
did he do with it? Oh, my gosh, I love it.
No, it didn't. It just had the casing on it, like a
sausage casing. My dad never bothered rapping anything. Yeah, it is a
good question about the rapper. The next question is from Ali s and Ali
wants to know or says, then asks, oh, he misses you.
Maybe you're his only human friend. Do you think you should give him a
name? I've thought about it, especially after Kim named Ember. The only
thing that has kept me from doing it, Maybe not the only thing,
but the main thing that has kept me from doing it is that one another
dream I had, I asked him, do you have a name, and
he nodded yes, And he hasn't told me in another dream yet, So
I don't want to presume to know. I don't want to go naming him
something if he's already got one, you know. And again we don't know
if that is the case. I could just be dreaming. But if you
have a name, I'm not gonna go ahead and rename you like I'm not
going to start calling Vic Carl, you know. So if he's if he's
got a name, I'll respect that. And if he ever chooses to disclose
it to me, I'll let y'all know. What if my real name actually
is Carl, though, don't make it. Don't do me like that.
No, I can't say that, all right. The next question is from
Darren. It's a common actually. Darren says, I thank you for your
service to our country, and I second that, Yeah, thank you so
much. The next question is from Sam Shean and Umanezer, and her question
is do you think your interaction with him has affected the way he interacts with
humans now? When he interacts with what humans now? You know, I
hope it has because he never hurt me, and so I hope he's never
hurt anybody else either. It's difficult with these dog men, you know,
you hear all these different things from everybody. He's got different experiences. Some
people have ones like me where it was not bad, you know, and
then there's others where they're breaking into people's houses and trying to kill their families.
You know. It's these creatures are such an enigma, and I feel
like we're never really gonna know until we have the chance to finally find them
and study them like any other animal. But honestly, I don't want that
to happen either, because they don't hurt in this case, they don't hurt
people. Mine hasn't. But what's one person, what's one bad experience away
from them doing that? You know? Like I mentioned before, my dad's
a hunter. He's been his whole life, and I've gone with him from
time to time. You know, I really don't like I'm such a I'm
so I contradict myself because I absolutely love meat. Oh I love meat,
but I I hate the idea of killing, you know, as dumb as
that sounds, especially from my time in the military too. But like I
said, I contradict myself and I love meat. But another reason that I
really didn't want to tell anyone, I didn't want them finding him because it's
human nature. I think we have this need. We are the alpha species,
you know, we have to control the planet. And I understand that
God gave us domain over his creatures, but well, I treat him badly.
And I thoroughly believe that these dogment are godge creatures too, just like
we all ore all God's children. But in that with my dad hunting,
you know, he had he hunted in the woods on our property a lot
when I was young, and he would usually bring a deer home every year
and that fed us for a good while. And I love venison, oh
my gosh. But he had one trail camera out there, only one,
and he had it set up in front of the deer stand that he set
up out there, and I made sure to go check that camera from time
to time to make sure that it didn't catch anything, because I didn't want
Dad seeing him, because I thought if he did, he's going to try
and not this thing, this thing, and I didn't want that to happen.
So, like I said, you know, sorry to ramble a little
bit, but to answer the question. Yeah, I hope it did.
And I hope that he doesn't have a bad experience himself and turns around and
does something bad like that, so that, yeah, I hope not nobody
does anything bad to him either, So hopefully they won't. And I'm so
glad you hid his presence from your dad, because if your dad would have
gone out and tried to hunt him, I just don't think that would have
ended very well for your dad. No, absolutely, yeah, definitely.
The next question is from Gil one, and Gil wants to know or it's
a comment his comment is such a scary experience but also a blessing in disguise.
And then the next question is from DJ Chris Mack, and DJ Chris
Mack wants to know do you think you might be in for another encounter in
the future coding It could happen. You know, I don't plan to spend
my entire the rest of my life down here. I'm only twenty eight years
old. I'll be twenty nine in a few months. I don't want to
spend the rest of my life in Florida. You know. I want to
go back home at some point, and I'm sure I will. I have
to stay here a little bit longer. You know. I got to stay
in my in my mortgage for a little bit when I bought my house,
so it's got to stay for a little bit. But I may you know,
I actually did go back home this last summer. I went home for
a week to go visit everybody because I missed everyone, and it was on
my mind the whole time. You know, what if I see him again,
But I didn't, you know, And I don't know if that's a
blessing or a curse because I don't I don't know if we should actively be
seeking out these dog men. Just because we have what may not have potentially
been a bad experience doesn't mean it couldn't lead to one in the future.
They're unpredictable. You know. I may have imprinted on him, he may
have imprinted on me, but who knows, he may see me as a
snack Sunday. So I don't think I'll ever actively go out seeking him again.
But if I ever do, I'll take it with what I can,
you know, And if I ever encounter another one, I certainly know what
to expect. I think a little bit more on how to handle the situation
and not not completely mess it all up. You know. Well it goes
without saying I sure hope he never does see as a snack. That wouldn't
be good at all. Yeah, I'm too small anyway, I wouldn't I
wouldn't fill him up too well. Well, hopefully never find out. The
next question would be from Eugene Brooks, and his question is did his eyes
glow in the dark? I never saw his eyes go in the dark.
No, And that's something that I think about with eyeshine. You know,
that's different from glowing in the dark, or maybe that's what you meant to
it is. I'm sorry, but I never noticed his eyes glow. And
now listening to all these different dog man stories from what I've heard, from
what I can remember, the only ones that I've ever really heard the eyes
glow are the ones that have red eyes. And I kind of have a
hypothesis about that. Maybe, you know, we talk about are what are
these dog men? Are they animals? Are they creatures? Are they are
they demonic? Are they from another dimension? I don't know anything about other
dimensions. I don't even know if I necessarily believe in the fact that there's
other dimensions. I'm so uneducated on the whole thing, but I definitely do
believe in demons. You know, I've had my fair share of experiences with
demons. I was stationed in Okinawa, Japan for three and a half years,
and Okinawa is widely considered to be haunted because of the atrocities that happened
there in World War Two. And I saw some stuff in my time there,
and other people that I was with there too did as well. It
was not a very it was not an uncommon thing at all. But what
I'm getting at is I think these ones that have the red glowing eyes may
potentially be something demonic, because demons can take the shape of just about anything,
you know. And the reason I believe that mine wasn't is because one
I found him as a juvenile and I could see he had genitals, you
know, Like to my understanding, demons don't reproduce, they don't have children,
they don't have the need for genitalia. There's no reproduction. And like
I said, his eyes didn't glow, and he had the golden eyes,
not the red ones. So that's just a theory. I'm sorry if that
was a long winded question to your answer or answer to your question, but
no, his eyes did not glow that I ever saw no such thing as
long winded here. Yeah, by a means take your time. Like I
said, got a comment from blood Vipa. He says, you've been through
so much for someone so young, and I agree, thank you for sharing
all of this. The next question would be from gil one and his question
is would you consider dog men supernatural or just another animal we know little of?
Yeah? So, like I said, I almost wonder if the ones
with the red glowing eyes are something supernatural, potentially something demonic. But really,
with the experiences I had, I think he's an undiscovered creature. I
don't even know if cryptid is the right word they How do I put this?
He almost did feel spiritual to me. He almost does feel spiritual to
me, And that's why I said before with Keith's stuff when he talked for
a while back, there is almost a spiritual sense with it. And I
am a Christian, you know, I accepted Christ into my heart when I
was seventeen years old. But Minnesota has a very rich history with Native Americans.
Now, you don't have to be Native American to be spiritual. I'm
not myself. I don't have any Native American history to my knowledge, because
all parts of my family didn't really come to the US until the turn of
the twentieth century, so there's really not a lot of intermingling at that point
that I'm aware of. But yeah, Minnesota just feels like it has this
rich spiritual history with the Native Americans, mainly the Dakota and the Ojibwei tribes.
And I almost wonder if you hear the stories about these Native American tribes,
especially the northern ones up close to Canada where we were by, you
know, with these experiences with dog like people. I think it's the Northern
tribes. And then there's like some group out of Europe that also believes in
some kind of dog person type thing. I don't think it's like the same
as a dog man. It's like a regular person with a dog's head.
I'm not entirely sure. I haven't looked into that too much, but I
feel like there is almost some kind of spiritual connection with that, with the
land itself. There's, like I mentioned before, I almost feel like a
spiritual tie with Minnesota. It's my home, it's where I want to be,
and yeah, there could be that potential tie. They could be some
kind of spiritual beings, but at the end of the day, I still
think that they are probably, like I said, the ones that I found,
not the glowing eyes, are flesh and blood creatures that I think are
tied to the land. And if that's the case, then they've been there
just as long as us, if not longer. You know, they may
even be sentient. Who knows, we may not be the only sentient people
on this planet. If that's the case, if these stories go back,
with all these tribesmen and everything. I have no idea, it's just a
thought. But yeah, when you do what I do for half as long
as I have, it's only natural that you bounce back and forth from being
convinced at one moment these guys are flesh and blood animals out there just trying
to make a living. Ain the next moment you're convinced they have to be
from the ether. So yeah, that is the ultimate question right there,
when it comes to dog men. All right, I've got a comment for
you from Supermany Man, and he says, I feel he accepted you because
of your heart. Then there's another statement from Stella Feral and Stella says,
maybe when you go home, Cody, maybe he will have you. He
will have you his name, and I hope you feel better. I think
that's what she was asking. Can you say that again? Vicky cut out.
Sure, Stella Feral said maybe when you go home, Cody, maybe
he will have you his name, as I think what she meant, and
I hope you feel better. I guess she's saying that when you go home,
he'll let you know what his name is. Maybe, yeah, maybe
maybe that'll be the trade off to get back home. If you really is
pulling me home, he's like, I'll tell you, but only if you
come home. I didn't see him or anything or feel him when I went
home last, but it could happen. It sure could. All right,
I've got another question for you from blood Vipa, and his question is do
you consider yourself lucky that your encounters were favorable rather than terrifying. No,
I would love to go out and have a vicious animal that nobody knows anything
about. Ritmina shreds. I'm so mad that that happened peacefully. No,
I absolutely hate I'm joking with you. I'm sorry if that sounded passive aggressive.
Yes, I am absolutely thrilled that it went the way it did.
Oh, I'm sure you are. Yeah, that does be turnative, definitely.
I've got a question for you that's more of a general question. I
don't think you would know the answer to this. Don't know for sure that
anyone does. But Matt Maguire wants to know these creatures have a higher conscious
awareness than humans. All we can do is guess about that. That's all
we can do is guess. But it could very well be. You know,
if if there's any credence to these dream things, if he's trying to
talk to me in my dream, then that's not something that just any coyote
can do, you know, So it could be. You're right, that's
a good point. Then. I've got another comment from blood Vipe, but
he says, my first sighting of dog mean had yellow eyes and they glowed
in the dark. Yeah, like I said, I didn't notice any glowing
in the dark. There was not really even any eyeshine either, because I
never flashed anything into his eyes other than the lights of my car. But
he was standing straight up, so his eyes weren't in the light when that
happened. You know, all right, there's another question for Bravo Johnny,
and he wants to know first encounter, what was the weather like if you
remember, Yeah, the first the first night I saw him, and then
the second night I actually experienced him. It was a clear night. It
was beautiful night. It was the perfect temperature outside. A lot of people
think that Minnesota is a perpetually frozen hellscape. It's not. We have very
hot, humid summers. It almost reminds me of here in Florida back home,
actually, the summertime does sometimes. But no, it was clear,
you know, there was there was no wind, there was no rain,
no nothing, it was it was a perfectly still night. I've got another
question for you from Zara Assam and Zara wants to know how cold do you
think you might have a connection with dog Men or they have a I think
she meant where they have a connection with you. I can't speak for dog
Men as a whole. Like I said, I didn't really know anything about
Dogmen until a few months ago when I found this show. And I've only
seen what I believe to be the same one, you know, and that
was three times spread out over a long period of time. So I don't
know if I have a connection or if they have a connection with me,
maybe mine, does you know? Listen to me. I'm calling him my
my dog man. But it's hard to say. I don't know if if
I do have some kind of connection or not. I feel I have always
felt kind of kindred with animals. I guess, like dogs, regular dogs,
they tend to know about people, do you know what I mean?
VIC? Like, they get a sense of people if someone is if they
like dogs, if they don't, and then they they tend to steer clear
of that person or they or they or they like them. They attached to
them. And any any dog I've ever met has always taken to me pretty
quickly, Like right now, I've got a I've got a Jola eats Quinley.
Do you know what that is? Vic? I don't. Quinley is
the official name for a Mexican hairless Have you ever seen one of them before?
Oh? Yeah, I have. So I absolutely love that dog.
She is the best little dog I've ever had, and she is just glued
to me. You know, I've never had a dog this this attached to
me before, and I love I call her Luna because sometimes she even looks
like a little werewolf for a dog man. She'll stand up on her hind
legs and she'll balance like when she wants something, or she'll hold up.
She'll hold up on a table with one paw and the way her ears because
they've got the long pointed ears, but they round a little bit at the
top, so she reminds me of a dog man. Are a weara wolf
sometimes and I just love it and she's so cute. I love that dog.
But again I'm rambling. I'm sorry. I don't know really how to
fully answer that question. I apologize. I can't tell you for sure if
I've imprinted on them or they on me, but I think it's something like
akin to the dogs, where they know about people. You know, no
need to apologize. All you can do is just do the best you can
to try and guess and figure it out. Next question is from Matt McGuire,
and Matt wants to know can you elaborate on the teeth Some say dog
meen have rows of teeth. Did you notice that I didn't see anything beyond
what would be the regular rose, you know, the top and the bottom,
nothing like a shark where there's multiple rows or anything. But they were
definitely not normal like dog teeth. You know, they looked sharp all throughout,
but just the two rows that I could see. DJ. Chris Mack
is a question for you. He wants to know what color was the dog?
Mean, what type was it? Alsatian head, hyena or other canine
type. He his head looked like a wolf to me, Like I know
a lot of people talk like you had the German shepherd head, or like
a pit bull head, or like a bad boon hit. He looked like
he had a wolf's head to me, just bigger, you know. And
that's coloration I mentioned before. He had that coyote color to him. Like
coyotes and timberwolves they have that mixture to them, like the white, the
light gray, the light brown, the black, all that kind of mixed
together. So like if you've ever seen a coyote or a timberwolf, or
if you look up the picture, you know that that's the color that he
was. That's a good description. Well, Cody, is time for us
to get out of here. But before we do, I just want to
thank you so much for coming on and sharing the details of these experiences with
this. It's clear to see that doing so was not easy for you.
But like I told you before, I've got no doubts you are going to
benefit and grow from doing this and seeing all the support from all the people
who listen when they reach out to you. So yeah, thank you so
much for coming on and doing this. Yeah, thank you so much,
Virec for everything you've done for having me on. You know, from the
time that you and I first spoke a couple of days ago, that was,
like I said that, it was the first time I've ever told anybody,
and I felt such a weight lifted off my shoulders. I've felt good
the last couple of days. I've been in a much better mood because it's
something that I held onto for seventeen years, and then you pile that on
on top of all these other mental issues that I had. It's just draining,
you know. But I feel so much lighter, and I feel just
happier now, and I feel like I've come to accept so much more of
not only myself, but of this absolutely terrifying but at the same time,
absolutely beautiful creature. I'm sure it's not lost on you that so many people
out there listening to you talk about these experiences would literally give the left arm
to have those experiences. I know you don't feel lucky to have them,
but in their eyes, they do see it that way, So please keep
that in mind. And like I told you, for I am so glad
that this will experience talking about your encounters with me and sharing the encounters with
the listeners here. I'm so glad this has been so cathartic for you,
because yeah, that's what this is all about. Absolutely, and Vic,
I cannot thank you enough for the service that you do for me and everybody
else that has ever had this, And to everybody listening, thank you so
much. You know I told Vic before, I said, I'm super nervous
about doing this. This is only the second time I've told anybody that's going
up to a ton of people. And you know, we didn't do a
regular recording like like a lot of people do on the show. We just
went straight to the live stream. So I'm like, oh my gosh,
thank you, thank you all all you have those nerves, but you knocked
it out of the park. You did a top notch job. I'm really
impressed. I am. And for the people out there listening, if you've
had a dogman encounter and would like to share it with me, whether in
private or if you want to be on the show and put it out there
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