Re: Evidence Pertaining to The Origins of Bigfoot/Yowie/Yeti

[Searcher]

Just watched the above video. I’d really like to show some enthusiasm, but the reality is same old…same old. It’s yet another example of the tired old American formula production. Over acted and over scripted, complete with mood music and virtually zero value in the content.

The FLIR images are at best inconclusive and if sham shows like ‘Mountain Monsters’ are a guide, the program comes from the fertile mind of a creative script writer. Don't get sucked in! There is a lot of money to be made in the Bigfoot industry and Cable TV is such a voracious medium, it literally gobbles up content. So many people are out there making cheap programs like this to try to make a buck or two.

Check the end production credits… they include one for casting. That strongly suggests actors.

Chock full of annoying ads too… fortunately they can be skipped with a cursor drag. The episode is best summed up as a waste of valuable time.

[themanfromglad]

Just watched the above video. I’d really like to show some enthusiasm, but the reality is same old…same old. It’s yet another example of the tired old American formula production. Over acted and over scripted, complete with mood music and virtually zero value in the content.

The FLIR images are at best inconclusive and if sham shows like ‘Mountain Monsters’ are a guide, the program comes from the fertile mind of a creative script writer. Don't get sucked in! There is a lot of money to be made in the Bigfoot industry and Cable TV is such a voracious medium, it literally gobbles up content. So many people are out there making cheap programs like this to try to make a buck or two.

Check the end production credits… they include one for casting. That strongly suggests actors.

Chock full of annoying ads too… fortunately they can be skipped with a cursor drag. The episode is best summed up as a waste of valuable time.

Actually, there was no script and there were no actors. It did not flow well because there was no script. 3/4 of the video was not filmed at the "Kill Site", but was filmed by the expedition participants, after they returned home to all corners of the U.S. There was no attempt to make a buck or two with cheeky comedy . There was no person in charge of casting. They just threw that in to look authentic. It was unfortunate that the Flir camera still capture was set on "black is hot", otherwise it would have been a real stunner. The howl was authentic and is about as good as there is from the U.S. The audio of a Bigfoot singing the theme song to "The Sound of Music", was a first ever production using authentic Bigfoot sounds from the same Bigfoot. I agree, that there were too many ads and some were quite annoying. For those of you that feel that you wasted valuable time, we will write you a check for the amount of time wasted. When you die, you just show that check to the first angel that you see and you will get to return to life and live the amount of time shown on the check. This check is golden.

[Gavin]

I enjoyed the light hearted approach.

[themanfromglad]

Part 2 in the series

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

[Rastus]

Part 2 in the series

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

Just took a quick look as I hadnt seen it before. Didnt expect to see you in it themanfromglad, ( Neal (Burgstahler) in the video for those who dont know who TMFG is in the real world) . Will maybe watch it properly tonight.

[Searcher]

Rastus wrote:

Didnt expect to see you in it themanfromglad, ( Neal (Burgstahler) in the video for those who dont know who TMFG is in the real world) .

Well…TMFG finally unmasked! G’day Neal. Now I understand why you were so defensive of the first Bigfoot Nation program. And also you are there to provide the alternative paranormal viewpoint. See TMFG expounding his improbable theories here from 13.03. Try not to notice all the amateurish jump cut editing in the interview and Neal, next time try harder to look like you really believe what you are saying...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

After watching Bigfoot Nation Part 2, it seems a pity Producer Rictor did not have a decent budget to work with. The direction and camera work is often second rate. Unfortunately this show lacks credibility with that total tool Justin and his tall story about shooting two Bigfoots. Most unconvincing and perhaps could have been handled better. I suppose it comes under the heading of entertainment, but even that is a stretch.

BTW, these opinions are based on a lifetime of working in television and running my own video production company for over 30 years.

[Scarts]

Manfromglad, they can scoff all they like, but your input was excellent. There are plenty of reports of bigfoot dematerializing or vanishing in front of the witness.

Manfromglad, I don't know your thoughts on Justin's story, but I saw no body language that he was lying. In fact, he got offended and offered to give the firefughter his money back. Liars don't get offended, they get defensive. I liked his continual reference to the event as he recalls it, being like a nightmare he was trying to wake up from.

[themanfromglad]

Rastus wrote:

Try not to notice all the amateurish jump cut editing in the interview and Neal, next time try harder to look like you really believe what you are saying...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

You mistook my feelings that I couldn't care less what you are anybody else thinks about the paranormal aspects of Justin's incident, with your viewpoint that I do not really believe what I am saying. I understand your apparent need to undermine the paranormal aspects noted in the video, since most humans cannot deal with those paranormal aspects. Which is why most governments keep the Bigfoot/Yowie phenomenon Top Secret.

[themanfromglad]

Rastus wrote:

Didnt expect to see you in it themanfromglad, ( Neal (Burgstahler) in the video for those who dont know who TMFG is in the real world) .

Well…TMFG finally unmasked! G’day Neal. Now I understand why you were so defensive of the first Bigfoot Nation program. And also you are there to provide the alternative paranormal viewpoint. See TMFG expounding his improbable theories here from 13.03. Try not to notice all the amateurish jump cut editing in the interview and Neal, next time try harder to look like you really believe what you are saying...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

After watching Bigfoot Nation Part 2, it seems a pity Producer Rictor did not have a decent budget to work with. The direction and camera work is often second rate. Unfortunately this show lacks credibility with that total tool Justin and his tall story about shooting two Bigfoots. Most unconvincing and perhaps could have been handled better. I suppose it comes under the heading of entertainment, but even that is a stretch.

BTW, these opinions are based on a lifetime of working in television and running my own video production company for over 30 years.

I agree. The editing was a complete joke and the editor was more interested in promoting his own inexperienced opinions that giving equal treatment to both sides of the story.

[sensesonfire]

Rastus wrote:

Try not to notice all the amateurish jump cut editing in the interview and Neal, next time try harder to look like you really believe what you are saying...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A6APT8OPKc

You mistook my feelings that I couldn't care less what you are anybody else thinks about the paranormal aspects of Justin's incident, with your viewpoint that I do not really believe what I am saying. I understand your apparent need to undermine the paranormal aspects noted in the video, since most humans cannot deal with those paranormal aspects. Which is why most governments keep the Bigfoot/Yowie phenomenon Top Secret.

So true Neal, I watch that annoying show Finding Bigfoot ( don't know why ) and any time the BFRO ' authorities' are told of a Bigfoot sighting with a paranormal element it is completely disregarded - totally ignored. Case of dumb humans = 4 ; dumb Bigfoot = 0

[Wolf]

Although always open minded, I would place myself pretty firmly on the 'natural' side of the discussion. I lean towards the 'growing earth' model rather than 'plate tectonics', ie; the planet is swelling, as evidenced by the 'stretch-marks' visible on the ocean floor. This swelling explains the huge size dinosaurs were able to get to (lighter gravity from a smaller earth).
In my imagination I picture an ice-age world where numerous varieties of ancient hominid ranged. As modern humans moved into ice-age Europe during the most recent epoch they displaced (and likely interbred to a degree) these earlier hominids, who migrated eastwards, following the herds into the americas across the then-exposed Bering strait.
It is said all Europeans carry 3% Neanderthal genes. I would argue some also carry sasquatch genes (which would explain the red and blonde hair and height of northern europeans).

[Wolf]

Not sure if the length of this will work on this site, but here is a chapter from a novel I am writing on the subject (set in present day, this chapter is after the main character passes out from exhaustion)...

The young sasquatch was swimming. But not in water. Clouds drifted past him, whispy tendrils catching in the longer hair on his arms and spinning in his wake. Above him the sun strained to peak through thinner patches while below he could just make out glimpses of crags and ravines of ice.
Effortlessly ducking his head and sweeping his long arms, he swooped lower and broke through the cloud cover into the clear, icy air.
Below him a vast landscape of ice stretched in all directions. Deep crevasses and gorges pitted its surface, painted in great swathes of blue, green and purple amongst sharp white fingers of ice reaching towards his fast-flying form.
Then suddenly the ocean of tortured ice stopped in a broken sheer edge the height of a mountain range. Far below he could see an ocean floor of green so he ducked his head again and swooped down towards it, effortlessly sweeping through the air like one of the great eagles that now came into view.
Behind him the great wall of ice faded into the distance as he flew over endless plains of grass and forest. Giant hairy beasts of all kinds roamed in huge herds, some with long ivory tusks, others with tall sweeping horns and still others with a massive single horn on their noses were grazing on the abundance of the grasslands. On the edges of the forests he could see massive sloths standing on their hind legs to feast on the tall trees.
He tilted his body left and flew over the forest towards a boulder-strewn ridge line, where a familiar silhouette had caught the edge of his vision. He gasped when he recognised his father’s back, squatting on a massive boulder, looking into the valley below.
Swimming with his arms, the young squatch tried to pull himself faster through the air towards his sire. He felt tears of relief begin to form in his eyes as he swam towards his father’s great back, standing sentinel on the boulder. Then he realised it was not his father. The huge male looked almost the same, but not quite. Slowing now, he floated past and saw the rest of the family below, hidden in the shade of the huge rocks the alpha male was squatting upon. There were three others. Two females and one male, an echo of his own family now lost. The mother, protectively holding a baby not much older than his sister had been, was looking intently up to her protector, worry lines etched deep into her face.
The young male, younger than he, was pacing in a circle, kicking at the ground in frustration at something.
Un-noticed by the family, sadness pulling at his heart, the young squatch flew back up higher and looked in the direction the sentinel was watching. Below in the valley strange structures of hide and stripped trees were being erected. Everywhere small figures swarmed, their puny size looking out of proportion by the heavy animal skins they wore. He flew closer for a better look.
Even though he sensed he could not be seen, fear gripped his bones and he stopped near the top of a tall tree to observe the action. Trying to count their numbers he quickly gave up the effort. There were far too many. Bearded males, their faces so similar to his own but with pale skin and small eyes shouted at each other in a complicated flow of words as they erected their shelters of hide. Some had tossed aside their animal hide cloaks to expose pale bare skin with only a light smattering of hair on their shoulders and chests. Around and amongst them were naked younglings of varying ages and sizes, running and playing everywhere, sometimes earning a swift kick from the males for getting underfoot. Females, their torsos bulky with skins, were building fire pits and gathering wood from the surrounding trees. So puny and vulnerable looking they were, yet the young squatch knew they were extremely dangerous in their uncountable numbers.
As he watched he heard a distant scream from the forest beyond. The men dropped their work, ran to pick up long spears and raced into the trees, shouting at each other in excitement.
The young squatch pushed away from the tree top he was holding and swam through the air to follow them.
Below he could see glimpses of their pale flesh darting through the forest as he raced ahead above the tree tops towards the opposite ridge where the scream had come from. The screams multiplied and were now combined with a roar that shook the trees all around and echoed off the cliffs that formed a wall on this side of the valley.
Getting closer the young squatch could see one tall tree whipping back and forth, then come crashing down. Abruptly he saw it. A mountain giant, more than twice the height of the humans that threatened it stood cornered, its back to a wall of stone. In one huge paw it held a massive club made from tree bole. The end was splattered with hair and blood from the human hunters at its feet. Three of the puny bodies lay scattered about, their skulls crushed. On the other side of the fallen tree several more danced and bayed, waving their long stone-tipped spears. They were swiftly joined by others, running from the camp.
The giant roared again and swung its massive club at some who had dared to breach the tree it had felled. Quickly they darted back out of reach while others threw their spears into the exposed side of the massive hominid. It roared in pain, showing its two great tusks on its lower jaw, and the young squatch could see where broken spears already stuck from its back and ribs.
Again the humans jumped onto the fallen tree. Again the mountain giant swung its massive club. One of the humans was too slow. The club connected, tossing the human away like the wind tosses a leaf to shatter against a nearby tree. More spears flew, some missing but some connecting and driving deep into the giant’s side. Roaring again it broke them off, blood flowing from the wounds to patter the already blood-soaked ground which made it slip and briefly lose its footing. But it recovered and roared yet again at its attackers.
The sasquatch noticed some of the humans climbing around and above it on the cliff. Issuing his own soundless roar he swooped towards them, desperate to help the giant. But it was ineffective. He swung an arm towards a human to dislodge it from the rock, only to have it pass right through as if he was a ghost. Helplessly he watched as the humans picked up large rocks and began to throw them down onto the giant’s head. It grunted in pain and shock as they connected. Dazed, the giant looked skyward, only to expose his neck to the attackers below. One leapt onto the fallen tree and thrust his long spear upwards, deep into the giant’s throat. It’s eyes opened wide and seemed to look direct into the young sasquatch’s eyes before misting over and losing their focus. Other spears sprouted from its body as it staggered, then fell with a crash, it’s mighty club falling from its dead hand.
The attackers whooped and danced, thrusting their spears again and again into the giant’s corpse. Tears in his eyes, the young squatch turned away and slowly swam through the air, back towards the other side of the valley, where he had seen his kin earlier.
Night had fallen by the time he got back to the sentinel’s boulder, but the sasquatch family had already left, doing the only thing possible against such overwhelming numbers of these invaders to their valley... moving on, away to other hunting grounds far far away.
He sank to the ground, squatting on the rock where his ancient kin had squatted, keeping watch over his family during the daylight hours. For an eternity he sat there, watching the fires in the valley below and listening to the singing and dancing of the strange, hairless newcomers.
A deep sadness overcame him as he sat in the dark. It grew from the pit of his stomach and threatened to overwhelm him like a heavy black cloud. He felt heavy, the lightness of his earlier flight was lost. He was rooted to the stone, unable to move even a finger against the sadness and weight of the world.

[Gavin]

I like it wolf

[Yowie bait]

Yeah i like it too. Good on ya wolf!

[wellymon]

Hey there Wolf,
Really not sure where you are going with this at all?

A new book, so to speak!

Are you in America or Oz?

Cheers
Wellymon

[Wolf]

I'm in The Wonderful Land of Oz.
The novel, by neccessity, is set in the US. (Dogmen in it)
I've done maybe a dozen chapters, dunno if I'll ever finish it or publish it, but I sure enjoy writing it.

Only recently heard of the 'Mountain Giant'... apparently they are extremely rare, very very dangerous (will attack you if they see you) and HUGE. Researchers claim that unlike Sassie, they carry clubs (lending credence to the age-old European Myth of Trolls) and that when someone sees a 'Bigfoot' around 12 feet tall or higher they are actually seeing a Mountain Giant. The indians reckon they can get to 18-20 feet tall.

[macquariedave]

I'm in The Wonderful Land of Oz.
The novel, by neccessity, is set in the US. (Dogmen in it)
I've done maybe a dozen chapters, dunno if I'll ever finish it or publish it, but I sure enjoy writing it.

Only recently heard of the 'Mountain Giant'... apparently they are extremely rare, very very dangerous (will attack you if they see you) and HUGE. Researchers claim that unlike Sassie, they carry clubs (lending credence to the age-old European Myth of Trolls) and that when someone sees a 'Bigfoot' around 12 feet tall or higher they are actually seeing a Mountain Giant. The indians reckon they can get to 18-20 feet tall.

Sounds like a giant load of something alright . . .

[Wolf]

Yeah... Makes a great tale though, fact or fiction.

Another thing, their tracks only have four toes. They have five but only lower the fifth when they need to 'grip' the ground in rough terrain. And their lower canines grow out and up like a boar's tusks. In my story the young squatch runs into one while trying to find his way north, but rather than fight, he ends up helping it destroy a dozer.

[Wolf]

The Dogmen are 'interesting' too.

When I first heard about them I thought, 'now that's going too far'. But after listening to encounters I am 50:50 on them. I don't believe they are canids. If real, I reckon they have to be a sub species. Baboons are primates but they have a 'muzzle' like a dog.

As a joke I drew up another 'terrifying cryptid'...

[sensesonfire]

Referring way back to Reg Jones ghostly Yowie image /www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3pvaAhMWzM I noticed something that I had missed previously at 0.52 secs into the video a silvery shaped disc appears from nowhere races across the sky and veers off and disappears almost like a UFO. I know this video was made years after Reg's photoshoot but if it was in the same vicinity then this maybe a UFO hotspot. There is apparently an increased association of Bigfoot/Yowie activity with increased UFO sightings. I may be drawing a long bow here but it's worth a thought.

[sensesonfire]

Sorry, Reg Jones full video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3pvaAhMWzM

[sensesonfire]

The Dogmen are 'interesting' too.

When I first heard about them I thought, 'now that's going too far'. But after listening to encounters I am 50:50 on them. I don't believe they are canids. If real, I reckon they have to be a sub species. Baboons are primates but they have a 'muzzle' like a dog.

As a joke I drew up another 'terrifying cryptid'...

Hi Wolf, there is a correlation between Sasquatch and Dogman maybe the same can be said for Yowie and Dogman in Australia.


The Nashoba Chitto ..

The story of the Nashoba Chitto ( wolf spirit big man) begins long ago with the Choctaw Indians, it was said that at one time the Sasquatch was a killer , a cannibal, and a thief , many tribes were at war with these beings, because they would steal women and children , kill horses and kill the warriors, the Chief of the Chatah (choctaw) called for a great gathering of as many tribes as possible to combat the Bigfoot tribes, word was sent far and wide and many tribes came with their medicine men/women and best warriors to the gathering. It was discussed what should be done to stop these attacks by the bigfoots. Spears and guns and arrows were having no affect, so the medicine men came up with a plan that involved black magic. They would create a small army of warriors to fight the Bigfoots but they would have to be transformed into something beyond human strength, so they decided to turn these men into wolf men, big and ferrocious, like werewolves, they picked the best warriors and did the spell one evening at the pow wow.once transformed into these wolf type men they set out to track the Bigfoots down, and a great battle was fought, many bigfoots and Wolfmen were killed, and the spell worked, the Bigfoot left the people alone after that, but there was a new problem , these wolf men were created to kill, and the people were terrified of them they were causing trouble in the tribes, so the medicine men met again to decide what to do about the wolf men, they decided that they had to kill them now also, so they made a plan to set them up, the medicine men invited the wolf men on a hunt and they agreed, once in the forrest they led the wolfmen into a thicket and set it on fire, but the wolf men escaped the trap and were furious at them for tricking them they vowed to kill all the people they could for this betrayal. The people were terrified and so they cried out in ceromony to the Great Spirit (GOD), to help them, and he responded. God was angry with the people, he said he would not kill the Nashoba Chitto because they were men first, who were turned into abominations by the use of magic, and because they were Earth born. But he agreed he would help the people, the Great Spirit went before the Nashoba and the Bigfoot elders and told them he would not wipe their kind from the earth if they agreed to never kill man again, and they agreed, so they were allowed to live on, in return God told the Bigfoot and the Noshoba that he would give them a second EARTH, where they could go to hide from man and to burry their dead. God told the tribes that this would serve as a lesson that magick such as this should never be used , and to trust in him instead!......So that is the basic story of the dogmen, since the tales of old times it is now beleived the Bigfoot and the Noshoba have evolved together, the Bigfoot is king of the land, so they allow the Noshoba to watch over territory and over the babies, but there is an uneasy truce still and it is said they still fight sometimes and kill each other, the Noshoba are from the spiritual realm they are interdimensional and reside in that second earth, and most times stay close to reservations and sacred Indian burrial grounds, they do not reproduce like the Bigfoot and cant be killed by mans gun!...thats the story of how the dogman came to be...

Taken from Mark Parra..... The Nashoba Chitto.

[Dion]

..... I don't believe they are canids.....

Well according to HotSeat with Eddie McGuire a few nights ago werewolves are a type of weasel apparently.

[sensesonfire]

Watched and listened to this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpSkTtxkQwE downloaded it onto my phone to listen to it again didn't get the video instead a static background with a deep menacing voice muttering words. Had I continued to listen I may have been able to decipher what was being said but my automatic reaction was to stop the video.

[sensesonfire]

Do Yowies project Eyeshine? Their American cousins' Bigfoot obviously do from occasional blue to green, to the more common yellow, white and red. I've been told the red-eyed Bigfoot are the most belligerent ones and you have to be careful.

[Yowie bait]

Yes its true. Yowies eyes glow in the dark and the red eyed males are supposed to be the most aggressive and are very belligerent. From what i understand ,it's possible their eyes change colour as well.

[sensesonfire]

You have to ask yourself why are Bigfoot, Yowies and Dogman revealing themselves at ever increasing numbers? and I include Dogman because I believe they are intertwined with the former. I believe it is a forewarning to mankind.

[Wolf]

You have to ask yourself why are Bigfoot, Yowies and Dogman revealing themselves at ever increasing numbers? and I include Dogman because I believe they are intertwined with the former. I believe it is a forewarning to mankind.

Makes me think of a character in my next book, Pastor Joe... who gives up the drink after being confronted by a Dogman after locking up his church one night.

The Pastor spends much of the story trying to alert the townsfolk they are living in the end times. (Below is one small chapter wherein the Pastor shouts biblical references to the locals in a bar. It's a first draft but you get the idea)...

“Come on Sam, lemme buy another drink!”
Sam, the bartender scowled at Fred. The old bastard was so drunk he could barely stand!
“No Fred. You’ve had enough. You don’t want to end up in the lock-up again.”
“Come on! I’ve hardly had any!”
Sam laughed. “You’ve already spent half your paycheck Fred!”
It was Friday night and the bar was busy, as was usual on a Friday... full of locals spending their pay. Not for the first time Sam felt guilty at his profession and his business. For decades he had taken money off those who could ill-afford to lose it. He had watched young people meet in his bar, and break up again, sometimes violently as those same young people turned into full-blown alcoholics in front of his eyes. Alcohol supplied by his business.
It was ironic really. He had been a tee-totaller most of his life and here he was, selling alcohol to alcoholics. He had done alright by it too but lately he had been feeling pangs of guilt more and more. He must be getting old. Not for the first time he contemplated selling up and moving on.
Shouting from the door broke through his thoughts. He stood on his toes to look over the heads filling the bar. Oh No! There, waving above the heads was a skinny arm, holding a black book. The fool had been shouting outside his bar since he arrived to open it hours ago... even when there was no-one to shout his words to. Sam had let him be, the man had obviously cracked and he didn’t have a chance preventing his patrons from entering on a Friday night.
Now he was shouting in his bar! “Then the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star from heaven which had fallen to the earth; and the key of the bottomless pit was given to him.”
Oh boy, the old fellow had lost it. For years the pastor had patronised his business. Sam had to order in especially the expensive Scottish whisky he drank, and charged him well for doing so too. Joe had been in his bar just last week. Surely he could not have drunk the whole bottle already? He made his way through the crowd towards the disurbance.
The pastor was still shouting. “He opened the shaft of the abyss and smoke rose out of it like smoke from a giant furnace. The sun and the air were darkened with its smoke!”
They sounded like verses from the bible. Sam had never read the bible, nor ever attended a church.
“Out of the smoke came demons onto the earth! They were told not to damage the grass of the earth, nor any green plant or tree, but only those people who did not have the seal of God on their forehead.
Some of his customers were shouting back and laughing, “You’ve come to the right place for demons preacher! Come and have a drink with old Beezlebub here!”
Sam broke through the crowd and grabbed Joe’s arm, “Come on Joe, I’ll buy you a drink.”
Joe looked at him as if he was the devil himself. “Never again will I allow Satan’s poison past my lips! I have repented of my sins, as must you!” He turned to the crowd, “WE ALL MUST REPENT! THE END TIMES ARE UPON US! THE ABYSS HAS BEEN OPENED!”
Joe didn’t smell of alcohol. Maybe his mind had snapped, “Come on Joe, no Abyss has been opened, come and have a drink.”
The preacher turned his mad, blood-red eyes back to Sam. Was he stoned? Perhaps some kids had given him hash cookies as a joke?, “Have the gates of death been opened to thee? Or hast thou seen the doors of the shades of death?”
“No Joe, no gates of hell have been opened to me...”
“WELL, THEY HAVE TO ME! I HAVE SEEN A DEMON MYSELF! A HELL HOUND FROM SATAN HIMSELF! YOU ALL MUST LISTEN TO ME! REPENT! THE FIFTH TRUMPET HAS BEEN SOUNDED! REPENT OF YOUR SINS BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE!”
Frustrated at his wasted efforts the preacher turned and left, leaving Sam standing alone amidst his clientelle. Fred was leaning on the door. He kicked out at the departing preacher with one foot to help him out the door, almost falling over in the process. Sam shouted in instant anger, “HEY! LEAVE HIM ALONE!”
Fred turned his bleary eyes to stare at Sam, or at least try to. The man was having trouble focussing, “Ah comeonSam... jestbitofajoke... thasall...manscrazy...”
Sam wondered at that. Joe did seem crazy, but something about him and his words added to Sam’s recent feelings of guilt.
He worked his way back through the crowd to where his hired help was having trouble keeping up with demand at the bar. Soon his thoughts and guilty feelings were drowned out with the bustle of a friday night in his bar. Closing time would come too soon, as it always did. He needed to make the money while it was there to be made.

[Wolf]

Sorry about the formatting.
I tried to put spaces in for each paragraph but they didn't work.

[sensesonfire]

Just getting back to the question that I posted : You have to ask yourself why are Bigfoot, Yowies and Dogman revealing themselves at ever increasing numbers? and I include Dogman because I believe they are intertwined with the former. I believe it is a forewarning to mankind.

This additional information is somewhat biblical so be fore-warned to those who have no interest. I came across Psalm 104:20 You appoint darkness and it becomes night, In which all the beasts of the forest prowl about. Now these ''beasts of the forest" according to Rev.6:8 will be let loose to kill and devour mankind. I believe there is a very dark warning in Psalm 104:20. In North America where there are more Bigfoot and Dogman sightings than anywhere else on Earth so exactly what beasts of the night would have the ability to kill and eat humans? bears, mountain lions, wolves (more diurnal than nocturnal) and that is about it just not possible against high calibre weapons that humans would possess so this to me is where the more sinister aspect of Bigfoot and Dogman come to mind.

I have included a video by Brenton Sawin where he gives his version of what these creatures are https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzqT9dLO0e8 click on at 34:56