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Speaker 2: Hi, Vick, and thank you for getting in touch and
letting me do this. An amazing experience and hopefully I
will learn from it as well.
Speaker 1: I hope you do, and thanks for reaching out to
share your experiences with me. I definitely appreciate it. Daisy,
please give us a brief bio on yourself.
Speaker 2: Okay, So I'm obviously in the UK. I live on
a very old farm. The farm is in the Domesday Book,
surrounded by ancient woodlands, fields, rivers, brook streams, lots and
lots of underground springs. Our farm is way off the
road down along track. In anybody that knows the UK,
the Surrey Sussex border, it's an absolutely stunning area. It's
a very remote, much more remote than people would think
for the UK. I was born here on the farm.
I was born in the sitting room beside the front room,
beside the fire and I always grew up and Mum
completely understand how I how I feel about this. I
used to say that this land feels like the very
womb that I came from, because that's how much it
means to me. I absolutely love it. It feels like
my soul just comes back to be here time and
time again. It's an incredible place. There were six of
us kids and we just grew up playing on the farm,
playing hide and seek, playing up in the woods. We
used to grab an old sack and take our toys
up in the sack to the woods and find old
trees that were hollow, and build camps and and just
having a wonderful time as kids should grow up. And
we would at night times we wouldn't have electric we
would play if anybody remembers the game Hunts the Fimble,
where we would all play as one of us would
hide a fimble in the house and we would just
have wonderful times, wonderful memories of growing up here isolated
on this farm. It was just an incredible experience I
feel very blessed to have had. There's old buildings outside,
really really ancient buildings. We've all we've all grown up.
Myself and my brothers and sisters. We all grew up
seeing spirits around the farm in the house. It was
such a common occurrence that we, you know, you didn't
really talk about it that often because it would literally
happen every day. We just all grew up, you know,
seeing spirits. Some of them had certain names, and some
of them were great fun and some weren't. And it's
a lovely childhood, really, I would say, an old fashioned childhood.
You know. We were just left to do our own thing.
We would go up the woods early in the morning
and not get back till dark, and Mum wouldn't have
to worry about it. Everything was absolutely fine. And we
all had dogs. At one point there were six dogs
in the house. We've had ponies. I have now had
two owls, one of which I found when he was
two weeks old. He'd plopped out the tree, as torny
owls do, and the cattle had trod on him. So
I hand reared him, and he now lives in my
bedroom with me and comes up the woods with me
and my dogs and sits on my shoulder. He can't
fly very far. So I feel completely blessed with how
my life has been and how it is now. I've
just turned sixty. I never got married. I didn't want kids.
I love kids, but I didn't want kids. I just
loved the farm so much. I stayed here with my mum,
looking after her and the farm. Mom has now passed
five years ago, but being with what I grew up
seeing as in spirits, she's been back to see me.
And if I could go into more detail about that
that he's a wonderful thing to know that your loved
ones that have passed pop back into see you. They're
absolutely fine, they really really are. I've seen dogs that
have passed people, all sorts of things. Anyway, Yes, my
childhood has just been just been absolutely incredible, absolutely incredible.
We a we us, my family and a lot of
villages have had big cat sightings. Okay, when I was
very young, we used to push a pram through the
woods to see my nanny and on the way we
would pick up firewood for her, and my mum always
had a gun tucked in the in the covers of
this old pram in case we came across one of
these large cats. I've seen one twice recently, and when
a lot of the things that I'm just about to
talk about started we you know, we honestly put it
down to these large cats. Never ever dreamt of anything
being around about what. You know what I'm going to
talk about. I have a horse who is involved in
some of this. I'm trying to think. I love arts.
I love painting the woodlands that you know that I'm
I'm surrounded by. I love painting the streams. We used
to we used to play in the rivers, We used
to make old rafts out of cans from the farm,
and just had an absolutely wonderful childhood here. I've just
grown up knowing every inch of the woodlands. I can
walk from miles without seeing anybody out there. It's just
I feel I do again. I feel fairly blessed to
live this life, and I pray with every day that
it continues as it is now. It's just an incredible experience.
I go fishing. We all grew up fishing, and I
still go fishing. And it's more. It's more just to
catch fish. It's just being down there beside the river,
listening to the river and seeing the kingfishers and the herons,
and you know, a deer coming up somewhere, and just
sitting there in peace, just soaking up this atmosphere. It's
I think places like this are becoming rarer and rarer,
which is incredibly sad because as much as I love
being here on my own, you know, if people were
able to be in places like this and just sit
and soak in the atmosphere, soaking the surroundings, it would
help so many, just bring them so much peace. I
now look after my dad, who can be quite hard work,
but in himself is he's very open. He's had he's
in UFOs, he's been in mind. This is a farmer.
He's working six days a week, he's outside the whole time,
and he's in UFOs. His He actually saw a ufo
years ago chasing cattle and then it completely disappeared in
front of his eyes. He's had huge grape, big blue
orbs following him and his tractor home from work. He's
had some amazing experiences. He hasn't seen what I've sinned,
but he believes me one hundred percent, so much so
that he actually said to me a while ago, he said,
when I'm out lamping for foxes, he said, what do
I actually do if I come across this? He said,
what you know, what do I do? I said, if
I see it in the headlamps, in the in the scope,
and I just said, just just leave it, Dad, Just
leave just leave it in peace, you know, just leave
me and and nothing will happen. And he still hasn't
seen it yet, but he's had and he's heard things
now to leave him in no doubt at all that
he believed me anyway, but he's heard things. One of
which he was out in the back garden. It was
a few months ago now, actually probably the end of
last winter, because it was dark and he heard screaming
and he actually came in, and you know, this is
a really strong farm moment. He actually came in and
he looked really shook up by what he'd heard. And
now to the point now where we don't our dogs
are never left on their own anyway, but we have
a huge, big garden. My bedroom is a separate from
the house. It's in an old bed of and believe
it or not, it used to be a huge, big
bread oven my bedroom, and it was they used to
make so much bread here that it was part of
the wages for the people on the farm. So this
is what I'm trying to explain is that my bedroom
is set from the house. It's in the garden and
from there it just runs straight down the hill, over
the river and up into miles and miles of woodlands
and a couple of fields up there. I am so
lucky I can. I will lay in bed and I
can listen to the river and badgers and boxes squirreling
and other owls, and then of course my owl is
in my bedroom and Merlin and here start hooting and
I just absolutely love it. I hardly ever watched TV
because I just sit there enjoying the piece in the nighttime,
and I'll watch YouTube if something is on there of
interest in me, and I sit here and read and
just listen to the night It's just the piece here
is is absolutely incredible. And I think you know here
in the UK, unfortunately, with all the building going up
and everything, these places are, as I said, becoming rarer
and rarer, which is really sad, because people need these places. People,
they really do. They need to come out to these
places and and experience this piece in their minds and
their hearts.
Speaker 1: Wow, Dazy, you sure you peeing a beautiful picture of
your farm? You need to stop that you've got me
ready to move in with you. You don't happen to
have the spirit bedroom, do you.
Speaker 2: No, we haven't, not now actually know. But you're always welcome,
of course. Yes, yeah, we'll put you up in one
of the shedsker Oh, you would love it. You know.
It's it's hard work, but it's work you love and
you live and it's what I call food for the soul.
It really is. It is just an incredible lifestyle and
I wouldn't change it for anything, really wouldn't.
Speaker 1: Well, I don't blame you at all. It sounds like
a beautiful place. That really does. If you've had a
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please tell us about your encounters. Now, give us every
last detail that comes to mind.
Speaker 2: Well, I will try, and I will probably forget things
and backtrack, but I will try, and because so many
things have happened, some large and some very very small,
and it's all those little small bits that help build
the picture that I'm trying to remember. But here goes
so around about twenty years ago, I was walking down
an old cart track from the farm, had two dogs
with me. I think it was a Westian, a big
old cross red dog, a big old black, shaggy dog,
very very happy. So these two dogs were trotting ahead
of me, sniffing out rabbits and just having a wonderful
time as dogs do. And I remember that I was
looking down at the ground as I was going down
this track, thinking about a problem, as we a lot
of us do, and I try not to now. And
the first I knew that something was going on was
these two dogs, that at this point had been trotten
long happy with me, came flying back to me and
stuck in behind my legs. They were leaning against me,
and as they did that, I looked up. Now ahead
of me was a bend you couldn't see around and
till you were on it because of the trees either side.
Coming around this bend and slightly downhill was this creature. He,
like I said, he was coming down a slight hill.
So at that point his bum was higher than his
front end, and he was weird. It was so weird.
He was doing exactly the same as me. He was
looking down at the ground, and in my head. It
was just like he was doing the same as me,
looking down at the ground, thinking about problems or of something,
and I must have gasped, and he looked up at me.
And at the time I remember thinking it was almost
like he was young and he was lost, and he
wasn't expecting to see me there, and he was just
as surprised to see me as I was him. But
I now believe that that wasn't the case, and I
think he I think he showed himself to me on purpose. Anyway,
he was at that point, he was literally one color
all over, which was like I describe as galaxies, sort
of chocolate brown. He was at that point as he
walked towards me, he was walking like a dog, so
on all four feet, just wandering along, like I said,
looking down at the ground, swinging his head slightly from
the side to side. And as he saw me, it
was so quick. He stood up on his back legs
and he swung around he so he stood up just
like a person. But he was just like a dog.
He had howks like a dog or horse. I remember
his feet were just like a dog, but longer, and
I can't honestly say about his front paws or his hands,
but I know they were longer than a normal obviously
a dog's paw. He didn't have a tail, and I
saw very briefly. I saw his ears just long enough
to know that they were They were long, they weren't round,
you know, like a teddy bear. And he had he
didn't have what I hear of in America. You've got
these dogmen that have got the muzzles like a pointer
or a Dobeman, that type of thing. He had a
muzzle very similar to in proportion to his forehead, like
a Springer spaniel, that type of length, you know, so
not like a pug, but not really long and pointing,
not like a greyhound type thing. And I thought at
that point that he had gold eyes. I can't say
that I saw them clear, but I just seemed to
know that he had gold eyes. I didn't see any
sexual parts, but I just seemed to feel that he
was male and young. So as I said he saw me,
he stood up, he span around really really quickly and
charged back up this track on two two feet. But
before he went around that bend and out of my sight,
he disappeared in front of me. And so he just vanished,
and it was I liken it too. If you're wrapping
out a pencil mark on paper and just before it disappears,
it sort of smudges and pulls away, That's what he did,
and he was gone. I stood there, and there was fear,
but there was also the feeling of you know, I've
grown up seeing spirits all my life, so I wasn't
really really terrified. But I was scared, but it wasn't terrified.
And I think at that point I thought he was
some type of like a woodland spirit, and I just
kept thinking. But it's as people say, it was like
a werewolf. And I at that point I didn't believe
in them. And I believe one hundred percent what I've seen,
but I still cannot get my head around a man
turning to walk. So I don't think of these dog
men as in the same because I believe that they
are what they are the whole time. So anyway, so
from that walk and seeing him, I walked back home
with the dogs. I sat down with Mum and had
a cup of coffee and I told her about this
and she listened. But I think already at that point
my brain was it felt like it was shutting down.
It just it was like my brain refused to see
what my eyes had seen. But again, like I said,
because I've grown up seeing spirits in a weird sort
of a way, I accepted it. Then life happens and
you know, go out to work and everything in that
and I didn't never, never, ever forgot about him. But
do you know, you're not thinking about them every single day.
And I carried on walking up the woods. As I've
said earlier, I adore the woods. And before the second encounter,
which I'm about to do about in the minute, I
would wake up at two am in the morning and think,
oh my god, it's beautiful outside. Grab one of the dogs,
go off up the woods, watch the stars. I just
adore being outside on my own, just me and a dog.
So that was twenty years ago, roughly twenty years ago.
Since then, lots of things have happened around the farm,
animals being hurt or things, silly things like we've had large,
really big fat ducks that were, you know, reared for
eating and for eggs, and they were in a big
open area with a stream and they would just disappear,
and they were they were big, heavy ducks. If that
had been a fox or something in there chasing them around.
There would be feathers everywhere and carnage and feathers up
against the wire and stuff. There were nothing these. It
literally looked like someone had just walked in there and
picked them up. Now you could say that, you know,
maybe someone stole them, but with all the dogs down,
we really didn't think that was the case. It was
literally just like they'd been We did even go down
the line of thinking, well, maybe we've got a huge
bird of prey here picking them up, but even then
you'd expect to find feathers somewhere. So there was that
and sheep being killed and finding dead deer. You know,
we've all got shotgun licenses. We've all seen deer shots
and unfortunately killed by other people's dogs, and we've had
to put them down or damaged by other people's dogs,
and we've had to put them out in their misery.
Poor things, some awful thing to happen to them. So
I know what it's like to see try and explain
deer that have been killed by I suppose dogs, Okay,
but I found deer that have been killed that really
did not look like a dog. All things have happened
my horses on certain evening has been absolutely terrify mad,
looking out across the field's eyes bulging out of his head,
and he makes what I call an alarm call, which
is similar to a shovel going down concrete. It's an
awful noise. And if he's doing that, you know he's
absolutely terrified, and you know he's probably more likely to
hurt himself trying to get away from whatever he's upset
in him than you know, if we used to at
the time, like I said, think it was a big cat,
probably just prowling around and the horses smelted, and as
I said, was probably more likely to hurt himself running
up against the gate or something than to actually be
attacked by one. So we when all these things were
going on, we honestly thought the big cats around would
be careful for a while. We wouldn't let the dogs
out in the garden, just just basic common safety sense
around animals. Then in the year the winter and sorry,
between all this time, my mom passed away and I
was late just before she passed, when she was poorlye
I am. I'm going to backtrack slightly. The same year
that I saw my first dog man. I think it
was the same summer my mom had a sighting. She
was walking with a dog up from the river uphill.
She said, at the top of this hill was a
big old maple tree and she was really shaken when
she told me that she was a really tough woman,
really hard woman, and she was shaking. She said, as
she was going up this hill with her dog, the
tree started to shake, okay, and she stopped and watched, thinking,
you know, maybe it's a landslide, slide, maybe that you
know it's on the hill, the earth's going down into
the river, and it wasn't, and the tree just started
to shake. She said, it got very violent. It's quite
a large tree. As she's standing there watching, thinking you
know what's going on here, she said, these huge, big
hands came out of the leaves. It was covered in
leaf at that point of the year, and she said
the leaves basically parted and this huge, ugly, very scary
head glared out her and she bolted for home with
the dog. Really scared her. So yeah, Over the years,
things have happened, lots of different things. Then in the
year the winter of twenty three, it got really bad
lots of things happening. This sounds simple, but there were
times when I would go outside to check the horse
and I would just get hit by this intense fear.
I've heard since then, I've heard of other people to
about this, and it is so intense. I have described it,
described it as it's like someone grabbing a bundle of
fear out there pocket pocket and just throwing at you.
And it hits you hard, and it's like the very muscles,
the tissue around your bones go cold with this fear.
It's horrendous. It's really really awful. I've literally had that
fear thrown at me several times, and and I've gone
back indoors, I've locked the doors, and I've just felt
like whatever it is is wandering around outside just just
keeping an eye on me. Like I said, I'm completely
on my own. I don't need curtains. There's no curtains.
There's there's I can stand on the farm at nighttime
and not see another house light with that remote and
there would be this fear. It was awful. I had
trying to think. So that was the winter of twenty
twenty three. We had a problem here with hornets. So
I would have to keep my windows shut in my
bedroom for a while. I've got the skylight in the
mof This particular night, it was so it was just
sort of going into the winter, but at this point
it was still quite warm, and I hate being shut in,
absolutely hate. It doesn't matter how cold it is, I
have to have a window open. This particular night, I
had the windows shut because of the hornets, and it
was getting quite late, and I thought, I can't I
can't cope with this. I can't sleep unless I can
hear that river and just the outside. So I opened
that skylight and within minutes I heard something. It came
charging up the back lawn and it was like I
hit the side of my bedroom and I could hear
something scrabbling up onto my roof, and it started to
run across the roof, heading towards that skylight that I'd
only just open. So I leapt out of bed, slammed
it shut, and I stood underneath it, thinking, I don't
know actually if I want to see I don't know
if I want to look up and actually see what
there is, because I think I know what it is,
but I don't actually want to see something looking down
at me. Well, silly or not, I did stand there looking.
I didn't see anything, and it went quiet. The next
day I went outside, looked for damage on the roof,
looked for skid marks up the wall where something is
scrabbled up there absolutely nothing, absolutely nothing. It was unbelievable.
So several times at nights, I've be in bed and
we have between my bedroom, which is the old shed,
as I said, and the main house, there's an alleyway.
I ever ended that alleyway. There's two solid oak doors,
very solid, but one of them has been cut into
a stable door, so it's now in two halves. So
basically we can we can open half of it but
keep the dogs in safe. Something every now and then
runs up that lawn and it hits that door, and
I liken it to a big Old World war charging
up that lawn. You can hear it, and then it
just hits that door. That door is attached by the
hinges to my bedroom, and it literally makes that wall shake.
It's it's really really scary if you're you know, I'm
on my own with my dogs, and it's really scary.
So at this point I've been explaining about my dog.
He's not massive. He's about the size of a large collige,
your Springer Spaniel type size. He's he's half poodle and
half Springer Spaniel. Incredibly energetic and I have never ever
ever met such an intelligent dog. I literally talked to
him like a person, and he will do things. It's incredible.
It's quite uncanny. Actually, he has an aggressive aggressive well
people say an aggressive problem. I've been told that he
has a genetic what do they call it? Rage a syndrome.
I personally don't believe that. I think it's just that
he came to me. My mum brought him for me
as a puppy when she was poorly and then she
passed away, and I think he, you know, he grew
up being very protective over me because of that, and
then my brother passed away, and so he's been through
all that stress with me and looking after me, and
I think that's why he's just incredibly protective over me. Okay,
so this dog is always on the bed with me
at nighttime. When that would happen, instead of you would
think he'd be going mad, charging around the bedroom barking,
he won't here, just lay on the bed listening and
he looks at me, and it's almost like he's saying
to me, just sit there, just be quiet, don't say
a word, you know, just pretend we're not here, sort
of thing. So that's what we do. We just sit
there and let it pass, trying do you think things?
How we are? I see lots of orbs here, so
I've told you about the blue orbs fulling my dad
in the tractor. I believe I see red orbs. Now.
It's when the red orbs appear that I always make
sure i'm in before it starts to get dark. Not that.
As I explained to you earlier, I love to be
outside at nighttime, or I did until twenty twenty three
when all these things really built up. Okay, So May
the twenty seventh last year, another beautiful sunny day, as
I've forgot to say the first and counters stunning day,
you know, absolutely incredible, beautiful day. I'm walking down a
track again which actually leads onto the original track, but
they're about half a mile, a good half a mile apart,
through some words beside a very very old church. I
know say, I know these words, my lightly back in
my hand. So I'm walking down this word with my
dog that I've got now with my dad's dog. And
from the right hand side, this this huge, big creature
walked out from the right the wood on the right
hand side of us, and he crossed the track in
front of us. He was absolutely massive, absolutely huge. He
didn't stand up. It was the whole time I saw him.
He was on all fours but at the shoulder. He
must have been close to six foot tall. He he
had a chest time like a horse. He's absolutely massive.
His head is huge. He I could slightly see through him,
but I could see enough of him to make out
all the colors that he was Again no tail. Had
a clear view of his ears. His ears a long
and they are pointed. But because he's so big and
he was going under twigs and fingers, he'd laid his
ears flat on his head, just like a horseword. As
he walked across the track, he turned and he didn't
stop walking. He just carried on, very gracefully walking across
the track. And he did this on purpose, I know
he did so. As he's walking, he slowly, very gracefully
swung his womping, great big head round and looked straight
in my eyes. And he's got the most amazing beautiful
gold eyes. They are incredible, absolutely incredible. They didn't look
like a lot of people say they look like they've
got torches behind them. They didn't look like that. They
just looked like they were picking up every single little
bit of sunlight in those woods, and they were just arkling,
just beautiful. And he his colors were Okay, I'm absolutely
positive it's the same one, but he's maybe as he's
got older or in this larger form, however he does this,
he's changed color. He's more beige, brown and blondes and
little gold high lights and beautiful colors in him. Really
and he looked really well. There was no smell at all,
absolutely no smell at all. So, like I said, he
swung his eyes, swung his head, and he looked straight
in my eyes. And at that point he did what
I've heard some other people say, he mind spoke to me.
He told me his name, but I'm not going to
repeat that because that's a very private thing and a
deep respect between him and me. His name is very ancient.
But he did tell me not to fear him. Okay,
he said, do not fear me. And he said a
little bit more, but again that's private between me and him.
Then he he went through a hole in out into
a field where an old, big, old, huge, big oatry
had come down a few years ago, and the hole
still there. And okay, so the instant that I saw
him do this, there was fear there. There was intense fear,
but it was for my dogs. I looked down at
my dogs and I was like, oh my god, I
just thought this thing was going to attack us. And
the first thought was my dogs, my dogs, They're my
world and they're my kids. And and then like I said,
he did that, and he said, do not fear me.
An instant instant, there was no fear, totally the opposite.
It was absolutely incredible. I could have I'm like my mum,
I can be very tough. I don't cry, but I
could have cried with the feeling of intense joy at
seeing him again. And over and over in my head,
I kept repeating, oh my god, I don't believe I'm
seeing you again. Oh my god, I'm seeing you again.
And it was like meeting a long lost member of
your family or a very close friend and you never
thought you'd see it again. And it was an absolutely
incredible feeling. To have something like that that people would
say is the ultimate monster that is not supposed to exist.
To have that feeling coming from him was incredible, like
we had always known each other and always missed each
other and we had just reconnected it. I cannot explain
how incredible that feeling was. So from there he went
through the hole and I stood there for a few seconds,
just absolutely amazed, again thinking I can't believe this, I
can't believe I've seen you again. Pulled myself together and
I put, oh God, where's he gone? So I went
up the bank, looked through the hole and couldn't see him.
Not a sign. So he had either disappeared like he
did the first time I saw him, or or he
had ran very fast down the field. What I didn't
say was that he didn't stand up, And I believe,
hand on heart, the reason he didn't stand up was
because he would have been so tall. I later told
my dad about this when I got home and we
were trying to work out how tall he would be.
Now he would have to be at least ten foot tall,
and I believe that if he had stood up, I
don't one there was I would have been terrified there
was absolutely you know, even him tell you do not
fear me. I would have been terrified, absolutely terrified. I
think my heart would have stopped. To see something that
massive standing in front of you is just your brain
just would not be able to cope with it. He
would be absolutely massive, at least ten foot tall. And
I stood there thinking, okay, well that was incredible, but
I don't feel fear at this point, and I'm going
to you know, we're going to make our walk short, shorter,
but we're going to carry on walking. So me and
the dogs carried on walking around this track which beard right,
and he had either come back in behind us or
there was something else there. Because as we beared right,
so we were going back around the woodland that he
had come from, there was a would knock. And I
don't know if anybody else has heard of these dog
men doing that or but that's what there was. I
would not, but it was more of a crack, a
really sharp crack on a solid tree. It pulled me
up short, and I thought, okay, well that must be him,
and he must have come back in behind us, and
what's the up to now? And I'm thinking, well, I'm
just gonna this is the quickest way out of the woods. Now,
we're not gonna we're not going to run, but you know,
we're not going to loiter sort of thing either. So
carried on walking, and there were just within a few
feet another two wood cracks, really loud and really closer,
and that scared me. And I stood there thinking, right, well,
we're almost out of the track, we're literally out of
the woods, and then we'll be on the track down
to the old church and then back across the field's home.
And almost as were out of the woods, only about
six foot away from me, on a very older horn beam,
a solid horn beam tree, was this almighty, really loud
wood crack about six feet away from me. I could
see the tree very clearly, couldn't see a thing, absolutely nothing,
nothing at all. So at that point I really was scared,
and I left the woods. I got home, and later
on that evening I told that about it. Then it
was all quite peaceful for quite a long time, quite
a long time, and I slowly started to hear things again,
screams when I was up in the woods. That's saying.
My dad had heard as well, and we couldn't put
it down to anything we've both we've both grown up,
you know, we live here listening to badgers. Badgers when
they're mate and or fighting can make some horrendous noises.
I know what they're like. This was not badgers or foxes.
You know, even Dick can make weird noises, not like
the alcan things that you have, but just our small
road deck can make weird barks and things. This was
nothing like that, nothing natural to hear anyway, trying to think.
I last August, I was sitting on the sofa with
my dog watching Telly. It was a Sunday evening. It
was about ten pm. Dad was fast asleep in the
chair with his dog. And I don't know if I
became if I heard something, or whether I became aware
of it, but this there has to be too because this,
I should think, six foot tall female dog man literally
glided past the window we have. The back garden is massive,
like I said, goes down to where's the front garden
is very small, and then go straight on to the farm.
And this glided past. So it was on the farm
and it literally glided past the garden fence. There was that,
and I gasped and stood up, and my dad woke
up and he was like, oh God, and he said,
you want me to come out and check the horse,
and I said no, I said, I'm going to go
out there now before just I'm going to go out
and check my horse now and make sure he's fine,
and just do it as quick as I can get
back indoors, and you stay in here and look after
the dogs, which is what we did. Nothing else happened
absolutely fine. Now, about five months ago, Bye, we had
a friend here. We all had something betweet me, Dad
and the friend, and the back door kept banging, like
something banging on the back door, and me and Dad
had heard lots of time, so we didn't pay dake
a lot of notice. And the friend looked at us
sort of thing, but we didn't bother to say anything
because it happens. And I was thinking, Okay, well that's happened,
so it's going to be quiet for the rest of
the evening. I've got nothing to worry about, because once
it happens, normally goes quiet. But very very wrong. I
went out checked my horse and nothing happened, but I
could feel something. It wasn't that intense fhere, but I
could I was very aware of being watched. I got
into my bedroom with my dog, and I could feel
I was being watched. So I thought, right, put the
TV on, watch something really silly that you never watch,
a comedy, lighting up the atmosphere, and just try and
get your head away from feeling this sensation of being watched,
which I did, and it did not work. It didn't
work at all. And the stable door that goes out
into the back garden that is attached to my bedroom,
something crashed against that, and I remember thinking, just turn
TV off, turn the lights off, go to bed, and
nothing's going to happen now, because again the back doors banged,
that's crashed. That's going to be it now for a
few more nights. It is going to be fine. Go
into the bed. My dog was in bed with me,
and about half an hour later, I became very aware
of something standing outside my bedroom door, and something standing
outside my bedroom door, and then I could hear it,
and the best way of describing it is like two
massive hands on that door, slowly pushing it in the frame.
And I actually went to the door and I stood
the other side of it, and whatever it was seemly
sensed me there and it stopped, and all this time,
my dog, who as I've explained, can be incredibly aggressive,
He's laying on the bed just looking at me with
his eyes big, like, just leave it. Just come back
to the bed, Come back to the bed, please, and
just let us pretend it's not there. So, very quietly
I went back to the bed, sat on the bed,
and within seconds of me sitting in there, it was
like the door started to creak from pressure on the outside,
and then it did this huge, big It wasn't a bang,
it was like a boom. It didn't open, but it
was like the door did this huge, big boom in
the doorframe. And then it was like this shockwave. So
the only way I can describe it, this shockwave went
straight through my bedroom. It was so violent it my dog.
When the boom went off, my dog sat up to
be with me, and it was like, you know, what
on earth is going on here? He sat up and
it pushed him over sideways. It knocked my owl straight
off his perch, just like a hand had hit him.
And I'm you know, all these thoughts go through your head,
and while this is happening, I'm thinking, oh my god,
my own he's going to break a wing. He's gonna,
you know, it's gonna hurt himself. And this violence shock
wave went straight through my bedroom and I don't know
if it went out the open window or whether it
just dissolved into thin air. It went quiet for a
few seconds, and me and my dog are sitting there
and I'm thinking, oh my god, I've never never ever
had that, And that was, you know, far scarier than
seeing him, if that was him or whatever's going on here,
and the atmosphere was you really could say electric, And
within that thought I have, since all these things have
been happening, I've put this really big pair of wind
chimes up outside my open window so that if anything
walks through there, it's going to go off and I'm
going to be aware it's out there. Whatever it was,
it grabbed my window in the open frame. It pushed
the window in so violent that it popped back out again.
And then it grabbed the wood wind chimes that are
hanging up on the wall outside my bedroom window, and
it literally it grabbed them them off the wall and
through them about five foot down the ground. I found
them the next day, I have I think that was
the scariest moment in my life. I was terrified. I
really was. I was like a little girl. It was
absolutely I was worried about my owl. I was worried
about my dog. I was thinking whatever it was was
going to if it had been in my bedroom, if
that shock wave had been whatever it was, if it
had been in my bedroom, or whether that was the energy.
I'm never going to know, but it was. Honestly, I
was terrified, absolutely terrified, and hardly slept, hardly slept at all.
I've had something standing outside my bedroom window breathing, and
I've done a recording of that, and I can hear it,
but obviously I know what I'm listening to, and other people,
like Thig, I can't hear it. Obviously Thick believes me.
But some people hear it, and some people aren't. The
people that do hear it look at me like, oh
my god, how do you sleep with that window open?
You know, all these things have happened, but nothing, I've
never been hurt by it. And I had such a
wonderful encounter with him, whereas other people have terrifying encounters,
really really terrifying encounters. And I feel like I have
now had this like a soul connection with him, and
I feel that my connection with him is so good
because I was born here maybe he was born here,
and I absolutely adore this land like he does. I
respect this land. I respect him. Oh literally, every time
I'm up those woods, I tell him I respect him.
I thank him for looking after me and my dog
and let us be out there safe, and I tell
him I respect him. And in a way, I almost
feel like he's looking out for me. Now that that's
the connection I have with him, it really is incredible.
I can't say that I feel in a way. I
can't say that I feel blessed because I now know
that I have what a lot of people would describe
as the ultimate monster, the monster that came out from
under your bed. As so many people say that isn't
meant to exist, and I now know does and then you,
as so many other people have said, if he exists,
what else exists? And exactly what else exists? But so
I have this creature that looks absolutely terrifying, you know,
Like I said, if he had stood up the second sight,
and I honestly believe my heart would have stopped, well,
I would have had a fit. It would have been
so terrifying, but he didn't stand up. And I believe
he didn't stand up because he didn't want to scare
me and because he knows I respect this place and
I love this place. I adore it so like I said,
it feels like the womb that I came from. And
I believe that's why he's home with me. Okay, So
probably about six years ago, this wood structure appeared. And
I say, no one else walks in those woods. I mean,
I can't say that. I can't guarantee you that, can I.
But I'm positive no one else walks in those woods.
There's no footbath there, and I never see other dog
poo there or people's footprints there, you know. So this
tree structure appeared, built up around a tree, and basically
it was branches, some of them quite big, some small,
and they would all be leant up against the tree.
And over the years, who've got bigger and bigger. And
then I started placing just little twigs or feathers in
this tree as a thank you, as a thank you,
and I would always thank him for letting me and
the dogs be up there safe and telling him that
I respect the place, and I would try and keep
them all safe. And this structure between me and him
got bigger and bigger over the years. It was probably
at the base ten twelve foot around, maybe even a
bit bigger on the ground, and then in places four
foot high, six foot high, eight foot high. It was
really big. Last Monday, I went up there evening. It
had been a really busy day. I hadn't had a
chance to go for walk, so I took just myself
and my dog up there, and I didn't go deep
into the woods because I was sensing something and so
but I did go to the wood structure. I'd picked
up a feather on the way there, and I placed
it in the top of the wood structure, and I
thanked him for letting me be there again, keeping me
and my dog safe. And that was at walk time,
absolutely fine, early Tuesday morning. It was going to be
a busy day, so I thought i'd got the woods before,
you know, we get busy on the farm. And this
really knocked me flat because I got there in mind
I'd been there the day of the night before. Everything fine,
placed a feather in the wood structure, thanked him. The
wood structure has completely disappeared like it has never been there.
It looks like it's just been beamed up into space.
It's gone. I've spent ages. I've spent two hours one
day and an hour another wandering around looking for pieces
of it. Not a single twig, not a large branch,
absolutely nothing. The feathers, the twigs, the branches, the whole
lot has just completely gone like it never ever was.
And it absolutely knocked me flat seeing that. I just it. Honestly,
I can't say because seeing this every single day and
then it's just gone, completely gone. Not a sign of it,
not an absolute sign. So yeah, so that's happened. And
then so I'm standing there looking at this where it was, thinking, well,
I can't see what I was thinking. I think my
mind went blank because I was just I could not
believe what I was looking at. Opposite where this tree
structure had been, I had made what I called my
own little fanking station for him, and occasionally I would
pick up pieces of wood with holes in it and
place them there, all pretty feathers. And a particular summer,
I had taken a piece of clay from the stream
and molded it into a little figure, and I placed
it in this tree as a thank you, so the
tree structure has completely gone. Beside. Where it was was
an old horn beam tree with just two tall branches
probably maybe six no four to six inches through, so
not massive, but big enough to you know, a person
and break them just with your hand. These two small
trees had been bent over, twisted probably five or six
foot up, just enough to make them pliable without breaking them.
They had been bent over down to the ground. At
the very tips of them, they've been twisted together like
someone's tied them together. And on top of that, two
pieces of silver birch, probably five foot long by six
maybe eight inches through, so heavy enough, there's you know,
they are heavy, have been placed on top of that
to hold it down. The very tips of that whatever
made the very tips of those two brunches that have
been twisted together, very very gently. Touch that little clay
figure that I placed into that tree. Now the day before,
when i'd been the evening before, when i'd been up there,
that figure had been covered in leaves. There was absolutely
no way that anybody knew it was there, absolutely no way.
I remember looking at thinking maybe I should clean the
leaves off, but it's natural, it's nature, So I leave
the leaves on there, so absolutely no one guaranteed and
on hot I knew it was there, and there is
absolutely no way, absolutely no way a person or a
group of people could have removed that structure without at
least dropping one bit of wood anywhere. It's just completely gone,
like it was beamed up and it was never ever there.
Almost coming to the end of this, but again, all
I can say is that trying to think, well, fingers
are waking up now there's an energy building up, and
I really don't want it to be like the winter
of twenty twenty three. But on the other hand, so
that was the winter of twenty twenty three when it
was really bad. I saw him again last year twenty
four and he told me not to fear him, and
I don't fear him. I believe he's some type of
a soul guardian for me. That's how I look at
him now. He looks after me and my dogs. That said,
his appearance is terrifying, absolutely terrifying. But I have to
remind myself to look inside and not just the appearance.
That's so much easier said than done, because you know,
if I'm out there doing my horse at nighttime and
he walked straight up to me. I believe he has
walked straight up to me and I couldn't see him.
I almost fell over. I heard him walking straight up
to me on a very very cold, crispy night, frosty night,
walked straight up to me, and I was so frightened
I stepped back and almost fell over. And I could
feel I could feel this energy right in front of
my face. I was almost waiting for something to half
or spit in my face, and there was nothing. I
couldn't see absolutely anything anyway. So if I bump into him,
of course I'm going to be terrible. And if he
stands up, I think I'll have an absolute heart attack.
But I am again. I just believe that he looks
after me. He's some type of guarding of the woods
of this land and the rivers, and he needs respect,
and uh yeah.
Speaker 1: I.
Speaker 2: Something that size you can't help, but respect you can't
help but be scared of. But I do. I respect him,
and and there's obviously reason we have this connection. I'm
maybe meant to learn something from him, or maybe he's
learning from me the ways of us. But hm, hm say,
I feel again, I feel blessed. It's a it's a
difficult thing to explain. I feel blessed that he's in
my life, but at the same time, yes, he can
be incredibly terrifying. You really could things like this. I
think your heart could give out. It's so scary. But
I do feel that connection with him. He's just an
incredible experience and part part of living this life that
I do here. And yeah, it's amazing, what.
Speaker 1: An amazing life you have. And the word amazing really
doesn't do it any justice. It really doesn't.
Speaker 2: No, it's it's it's beautiful. It's say I wouldn't any
other way, wouldn't have it any other way at all.
I know I've missed out things, but there's so much,
so much has happened. You know. There was a particular
night I remember telling you about before that my horse
was absolutely terrified. He's not shut in his stable at night,
but he has a yard that he can go in
and out of, so he can walk at night if
he wants, and then go straight back into his stable. Well,
one night he was absolutely terrified and hitting the gate
so I and snorting, like I've explained before, with this
noise that he does, and his eyes were bolding out
and stopped. So I shut him in his stable and
he was threatening to come out over the door, so
I shut the top door and he was literally climbing
the walls and my dad came out and we ended
up spending half the night outside with shotguns. And at
the top we both put it down to a big
cats and you know, the horse was more likely to
frighten himself trying to get away even though he was contained.
But now I think that my horse was probably smelling
you know this dog man, my dog man, and you know,
you explain it. You see something like that, and they
are They are absolutely terrifying. So what earth does a
horse do with his natural instincts. All he wants to
do is get away, and he will hurt himself. He
will hurt itself. But again I keep going back to
the fact that he's never hurt me or my dogs. Thankfully,
you know, as scary as it is, I have to
tell myself that he's never hurt me, and I don't
believe he will. I believe that he looks after me.
I don't know if he looks after me from whatever.
I don't know what he looks after me from the
other people or another dog man or what. But I
do feel a very I have a very strong feeling
that he looks out for me, and yeah, so I
always give my respect.
Speaker 1: Well, like we talked about, he's sure has had plenty
of opportunities to hurt you if you wanted to. So
I'm glad you haven't lost sight of that fact. I'm
never going to say any of these guys are safe
to be around, but my guys said it does count
for something, the fact he's had all these opportunities to
harm you, but he never has.
Speaker 2: I believe, I mean probably hundreds of thousands of times,
he could have been walking right beside me and I
didn't have a clue. I've seen I know i've seen him.
I've described it as looking through the edge of a beveled,
beveled edged mirror, so it's like you're seeing a patch
move in. If that's people do describe as the from
the predator, and that is exactly what I've seen. And
I've seen that three times, very close to me. But
other times I've fout him and I've you know, like
I've said, I believe these creatures could literally be walking
beside you and you wouldn't know. You wouldn't know until
they choose, and they do choose to show themselves. I
don't believe it's by accident. They do choose, and there's
so many you know, are we ever going to know
really what they are? I've gone through so many different
ideas to one minute his flesh and blood, the next
minute of his spirit, and then I believe he's flesh
and blood again, and I think maybe he's a bit
of both. I think maybe his flesh and blood with
different gifts of being able to do do things like
disapine from your eyes and and mind talk. And I
don't know if we'll ever really know what they are.
Maybe we're not meant to. I don't know.
Speaker 1: Well, they definitely have a lot of moving parts, so
I think there's a strong possibility we never will, but
I guess time will tell. Well, we're over an hour
into this, Daisy, I've got a ton of questions for you.
Would you be up for coming back for a part two?
Speaker 2: For a Q and A definitely, Yeah. It's always interesting
hearing other people's ideas and views. I think that's really
good because I learned from them, and they learned from me,
and we all learn from you.
Speaker 1: You know, well that's great. Yeah, if you've benefit from
having questions thrown at you, well I've got plenty of
questions to throw at you, so I think this will
be a win.
Speaker 2: Win, Okay, right, we're trying and do that then, yes.
Speaker 1: All right, well yeah, if that's the key, I'll get
with you to schedule that recording for part two in
we'll take it from there. But like I told you before,
thanks again so much for coming on to share these
experiences with us. I really appreciate.
Speaker 2: It pleasure because again, it's just it's so interesting and
we will all help each other, you know. I mean,
I feel so sorry for the people that have terrifying
encounters because they really must be absolutely terrifying when you
have a bad encounter. I just I can't say enough
that I'm incredibly blessed to have him with me how
he is, because if he hadn't been like that, I
would have lost lost my freedom and been in fear
for my animals and everything. You know, It's like you say,
you can never guarantee really how it's going to be,
but thankfully I am. You know, I believe mine's okay
with me anyway.
Speaker 1: Well, if he isn't OK, even he's a lot better
than he could be, so thank goodness for that. But
like I said, thanks again so much for coming on,
and of course I'm looking forward to this part two.