Bigfoot @ MindSay 
Okay I had a CRAZY ASS night last night! A storm rolled through first. Not a big deal. Then I was attacked by that Bull Snake! Fucker! And then about the time it is now maybe latter, I hear this massive amount of crashing and bangs outside! I live down in a hallow folks with two small wooded areas that keep my house from being known by most folks that travel the hiway. My aunt and uncle live up on the hill near the hiway.
All of a sudden, Spud the new dog who is predominatly inside goes ballistic and trying to get out my bedroom window which is two stories up and Dooley my Great Dane Puppy is out on his chain just whinning and howling! I go running out side to investigate. I know I know! The first mistake of ANY horror movie. And I HATE and do NOT watch horror movies because of the blante stupidity in them! Okay and i get all girly girl and get scared! I am still hearing this crashign and banging and it is coming from the bigger set of woods on the northeast of the house that blocks us from the hiway. I run up and get my puppy off the chain and follow him racing back into the house. All the while checking for snakes mind you!
I have one dog going ballistic aggressive trying to get towards the trees and another dog so scared he is huddled under my feet while I am in the chat room. The whole time I am thinking Big Foot is in my woods and I pist him off! Yes, I am a firm believer in Big Foot! I get the kids into the comp room with me, sniffing the whole time when I can to see if I can smell Rotten Eggs (older folks and the tribal elders say big foot stinks like rotten eggs) and smell nothing! While still in chat cause I am NOT about to let a Big Furrie chase me out of my house; I call my auntie knowing she would still be up and hoping she was even home since it is harvest time. Randy is still gone and my folks down in OK! I am all by myself here!
Thankfully she was home. She was hearing the noises also and it spooked her. I told her exactly how the dogs were acting and how bad the noises were. She radioed my uncle and cousins and told them to get here ASAP! She called back and said your uncle and cousins are coming via the work truck on the hiway and they are sending Nick, Alex, Brian, and Mike via the fourwheelers through the fields from the farm to your house. So don't shoot any lights coming out of the field! BEcause by that time I busted out the Marlin 30/30 repeatin rifle and had it loaded and my dad's 12 gage winchestor shot gun of course loaded. The noises were continuing! All of a sudden i see an occasional light bobbing out of the south window and realize that the hiredmen were blazing over (actually not that far if you go through the fields and country roads like 3-4 miles at the most) and the noises stop! Completely!
Then I hear a truck come blazing down the lane but it stops on my drive next to the woods and the fields. My auntie calls back down says Uncle told her to call county and our neighbor (one of the county deputeis that usually protals the far east side) is on his way and that she is not sticking around for nothing and is heading to her daughter's house. I was free to come along. I stayed cause everythign I needed to do this mornign was down here for the most part and she lives near the city. My Uncle leaves Nick on my front porch and Brian outside my front door and the rest of the hired men, my cousins and uncle and the county deputry go into the woods. AGain they aren't very big woods but very very dense. They find nobody or no creature but my uncle did find some very healthy walnut, oak, and cottonwoods downed. Trees that Randy trimmed and left because they were healthy. Randy had cleaned out the rotton and leaning ones this spring due to the kids being in the woods.
County deputy radioed back and the sheriff was called in because yay we just don't call the cops that often and he knows the family also. Both sheriff and deputy along with my uncle and cousins decieded that one of the hiredmen they really trusted would be using my two man tent and campign otu in my yard under my window near the front porch, closetst to the woods. Someone or somebody was out in those woods. The rest of the hiredmen and my cousins and uncle had to get back to the farm to finish up the nights harvesting. So I got Nick. The one with the hot butt I took a picture of. I went out and helped Nick set up the tent and rounded him up pillows and blankets. After everyone left, Nick came in and asked if it was okay if he invited his g/f over. I had no problem with that. Someone might as well get laid right?
Not more then maybe a half horu passes and a massive storm comes through again and Nick and his woman Shannon are knocking on the door with the blankets. I wasn't about to let them stay out in that storm so they bunked on oen of my hidabeds. Shannon headed out this moring before I was even awake and Nick was filling his thermos with coffee when I wondered downstairs. We all were still freaked out at this time. After I took the kids to school, I came back to the house and meet with county and my uncle. We walked through the woods to see if maybe some of the lil punks from tribal housing wondered up and took a handsaw to these trees (big leap here, the trees were big) or to see if maybe one of them got hit by lightening from the earlier storm and started a chain effect of dominos.
So we go in and all of us are walking the woods looking for any sign of somebody in there. Nothing. No foot prints, not even Big Foots! A lot of OLD deer tracks and a few old rabbit tracks but nothing out of the ordinary. We come upon the first of 3 trees it was like they were pushed over! Roots showing and everythign! Nothing remotely sick or wrong with the roots or the tree! A little ways away no where really near the first tree is the 2nd tree. This one looked like someone tried pushing it over but it busted at the bottom! Again a healthy tree. No scorch marks whats so ever on this tree or the last one. We get to the 3rd tree and it was the same as the first tree! They all landed on some other trees bu those trees were all saplings or young trees. We have a complete mystery here! My auntie is scared out of her mind and is again staying at my cousin's house and I have county showing up every hour or so to do a sweep of the woods for the next few nights.
The guns are staying loaded and near me at all times. The kids have been briefed that they are to stay out of my room due to that fact and thankfully my dad and mom are home. Thank GODS my kids aren't sleep walkers and already have basic gun knowledge. They slept through the entire thing minus me waking them up to move them into the computer room and then moving them back to their rooms about 2 am when I finally got so tired to lay down. I stayed up reading after I left chat!
Let me tell ya, I think I rather have whatever is going on be Big Foot! Then I can at least say the storms aggitated him and he got a bit squirly! No I can't even say that!
Okay here are some pictures of the new dog and the puppy. And before any do gooder city dog owner trys and tells me I am not taking care of my puppy shut the fark up. I work with my cousin who is a vet and another vet. He is healthy and gets 6 heaping cups of dog food twice a day and is wormed regularly. He is still in the gangly puppy stage and has yet to put on his full weight.
Now that is out of the way:D
1. Spud and Dooley checking an old tree stump and each other out. Dooley is my black and white mantal great dane puppy and Spud is the fat mutt we just recently got to help train Dooley up and get rid of some bad behavors
2. This is Dooley's eye! I was trying to take picture of me and the dogs on self timer but Dooley kept puttig his head to the camara! Let me tell you this is quite scary to look at through the view finder even if you know what it is! I looked and jumped a mile and turned around looking for Big Foot it scared me that bad until I looked at it on the screen!
3. This picutre is of the south side of the house towards the barn. I just love the look of the trees before the barn!
4. The new dog Spud posing on my picnic table.
5. Dooley walking towards me. He loves the camara so much we have to make sure he doesn't ry to eat it!
6. This picture is of my kids the blonde girl and the boy with Blondie's school chump we watched last friday.
7. Spud bonding with hubby. Finally a dog that likes my ol man!
8. 9. and 10. Pictures of me looking nice even though I am sitting on my ass and look fat with the dogs and notice that Randy's lil orange tom just had to come check everything out! Sorry folks Randy failed to nab any pictures of me standing up looking fine!
The "novel of the week" was Frank Peretti's Monster. Anyone read it? (I'm a huge Peretti fan!) It deals with primate experiments gone awry and bio-genetics in a captivating way. What does happen to these critters, and do we have the right to twist and turn DNA in an attempt to improve upon nature?
If you haven't read the book and have a bit o time, it's a fast read. :) Now, on to Middlemarch! ;)
~ B
In my research I've discovered that the echorange come in many diverse colors ranging from brown, ecru, and shady grey; blond, white, burnt sienna, and dun; to even a blue black and dark mint or avocado peel green. Remember: hair samples must be measured against fur samples of the fauna from that environment.
The footprints of the echorange can also vary. Smaller echorang have a shorter stride than the much larger and more common echorang prints that are often the frontline story on the local tabloid. Often skunks follow along the young echorang as their pets and protectors when journeying at night to offer The Presentable Branch (Phoradendron macrophyllum i.e. big leaf mistletoe or colorado desert mistletoe), the dark yellow gift given to visiting campers, especially ones who bring animals along with them into the desert or forest.
In daytime tracking, field researchers warn against disturbing the earthbeds of the echorange as a slumbering echorang might not be too polite to say "Good Morning" when he or she would rather be saying "Good Dusk Awakening" as they should and are accustomed to. When you hear a grunt in coming across a freshly covered bed of mulch and twigs and leaves and needles, just continue on your trail. A whooping goodbye means you are safe against harm and to continue on with ease, as these gentle echorange wave you on a good journey of discovery into their woodland world.
Remember to have fun and bring a spirit of cheer and love as sylvan echorang and barrensyn echorang alike will enjoy your company in your study of them: the great North American ape.
The Echorange.
---Stoke-on-Trent
From Interdictor:
"Bigfoot" is a bar manager and DJ on Bourbon Street, and is a local personality and icon in the city. He is a lifelong resident of the city, born and raised. He rode out the storm itself in the Iberville Projects because he knew he would be above any flood waters. Here is his story as told to me moments ago. I took notes while he talked and then I asked some questions:
Three days ago, police and national guard troops told citizens to head toward the Crescent City Connection Bridge to await transportation out of the area. The citizens trekked over to the Convention Center and waited for the buses
which they were told would take them to Houston or Alabama or somewhere
else, out of this area.
It's been 3 days, and the buses have yet to appear.
Although obviously he has no exact count, he estimates more than 10,000 people are packed into and around and outside the convention center still
waiting for the buses. They had no food, no water, and no medicine for the last three days, until today, when the National Guard drove over the bridge above them, and tossed out supplies over the side crashing down to the ground below. Much of the supplies were destroyed from the drop. Many people tried to catch the supplies to protect them before they hit the ground. Some offered to walk all the way around up the bridge and bring the supplies down, but any attempt to approach the police or national guard resulted in weapons being aimed at them.
There are many infants and elderly people among them, as well as many people who were injured jumping out of windows to escape flood water and the like -- all of them in dire straights.
Any attempt to flag down police results in being told to get away at gunpoint. Hour after hour they watch buses pass by filled with people from other areas. Tensions are very high, and there has been at least one murder and several fights. 8 or 9 dead people have been stored in a freezer in the area, and 2 of these dead people are kids.
The people are so desperate that they're doing anything they can think of to impress the authorities enough to bring some buses. These things include standing in single file lines with the eldery in front, women and children next; sweeping up the area and cleaning the windows and anything else that
would show the people are not barbarians.
The buses never stop.
Before the supplies were pitched off the bridge today, people had to break into buildings in the area to try to find food and water for their families. There was not enough. This spurred many families to break into cars to try to escape the city. There was no police response to the auto thefts until the mob reached the rich area -- Saulet Condos -- once they tried to get cars from there... well then the whole swat
teams began showing up with rifles pointed. Snipers got on the roof and told people to get back.
He reports that the conditions are horrendous. Heat, mosquitoes and utter misery. The smell, he says, is "horrific."
He says it's the slowest mandatory evacuation ever, and he wants to know why they were told to go to the Convention Center area in the first place; furthermore, he reports that many of them with cell phones have contacts willing to come rescue them, but people are not being allowed through to pick them up.
[Several disturbing details here. I'll let you come to your own conclusions.]
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