I’ve had enough. Enough of people tramping through the woods, enough of inept spies in high-vis vests, enough of hidden camera traps and tranquilliser guns.
At first it was just a bit of fun – my father showed me the ropes, taught me how to raid Appalachian farmhouses without the stinging metal bite of buckshot against my thighs, taught me how to know when a pack of hunters has had just the right amount of bourbon to take grainy photos instead of pot shots.
It was a game.
But now you come barging in, crashing onto my property without an invitation.
Trespassing. I know now what it feels like to have my privacy violated, to have my children threatened…I’ve had enough.
Yes, I’m real.
Sasquatch, Big Foot – whatever you want to call me, my name is Clarence. My wife is Cindy.
Who cares if I wear a wristwatch?
Ok, the A to Z Blogging Challenge. I wrote about a were-beastie yesterday, and took my inspiration from my copy of Roget’s Thesaurus. Today I realised that I had already thought up the perfect “theme” for my A to Z challenge: the Under-Represented Monsters. So today is Bigfoot – hardly under-represented, but I’ve never seen a Bigfoot story from its perspective. So, onto those monsters then…