Devil cat

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I recently turned thirty three, and the thing I am about to tell you about is something I hope I never have the misfortune to encounter. This is something that seems to be tracking my family! The first time I was told about this creature was by my father who is now sixty nine years old and he still swears this was the most horrifying experience of his life!
When my father was about eight years old , growing up in the mountains of Southwest Virginia, one source of income was to hunt animals for their furs. Of course the animals they killed didn’t go to waste seeing as how various wild animals were always on the menu. One summer night around the middle of June my father and my grandfather along with a couple of my other family members got together and set out on the hunt. This would prove to be a night none of them would ever forget!
My grandfather had just gotten a pair of hunting dogs a few months before and they were some of the best he had ever owned, according to my father, they weren’t even scared to face a bear!
The logging road they were hunting on went for miles back through the woods and had a uphill grade on one side and the other side just continued on down the mountain. Their only source of light was the full moon and an old carbide lantern. Their only weapon was an old single shot .22 calibur rifle that the ejector was messed up on so after every shot they would have to pick the bullet casing out of the barrel with a pocket knife.
After a few hours of hunting, and having killed a couple of opossums, they decided to leash the dogs and start walking back home. About half way back home they were coming up on some bushes on the uphill side of the logging road when the dogs began to sniff the air and start lunging toward the bushes.
” unleash the dogs” my grandfather told my father ” we’ll get whatever is in the bushes before we get home.” My father did as he was told, and the dogs ran straight for the bushes and out of sight.
A few quick seconds passed and there was the most terrible sound any of them had ever heard coming from the direction the dogs had went. A sound of growling and roaring mixed with the dogs yelping in pain. Suddenly the dogs both ran out from the bushes and cowered around my grandfathers feet.
Just then they all saw what the did A were running from. The creature leapt over the bushes out into the logging road and crouched down as if ready to pounce, glared at them with eyes that shined like yellow fire in the glow of the lantern. By the light of the full moon and the light of the lantern they were able to see this thing very well.
The creature was about eight feet long, with a long tail that was swaying back and forth along the ground behind it, the same way an angry cat would do. It was covered in pitch black fur that was much darker than the night around it. It had pointed ears that stuck up from its head that looked more like horns than ears. It had an elongated head, much like the head of a horse but it had a mouth full of razor sharp teeth complete with very long fangs. Then they heard a sound that would make their blood run cold, and haunt them for the rest of their lives. The creature screamed! It screamed like a woman in a horror movie, only magnified a hundred fold. It hurt their ears and they could literally feel the ground tremble beneath their feet.
My father started to run away, but my grandfather caught him by the shoulder and pulled him back. In sure if he hadn’t, I wouldn’t be telling you this story now.
My grandfather was scared to shoot the creature. As I said, they only had a single shot .22 with a broke ejector, so if that first shot with a low caliber rifle didn’t do the trick, there wouldn’t be a chance for a second shot.
The thing seemed to be scared of the fire coming from the lantern and kept just to the edge of its glow. This was there only saving grace. They all stood close together and began to make their way as fast as they possibly could toward home. Which I would imagine wasn’t very fast since they had to stay so close together.
The creature circled them as they made their way down the logging road. First it would be in front of them, then behind them, then on either side of them. From time to time it would let out that horrifying, ear piercing scream.
When they reached the edge of the woods they all started running toward the house as fast as they could and ran through the front door slamming it behind them. My father looked out the living room window, and there in the front yard was the creature, pacing back and forth, glaring at the house with thoes yellow eyes, screaming that terrible scream from time to time.
None of them got any sleep that night, and none of them left my grandfathers house that night either. It was the first, and to my knowledge the last time my grandfather even let the dogs stay in the house. Shortly before dawn the creature finally gave up and made its way back into the woods and they were all able to finally get some sleep. The dogs never would hunt at night again, and no one in my family would hunt in that part of the woods again.
Over the years I several members of my family have seen, heard, or been chased by this creature. Cousins, uncles, even my own brother, and ever encounter has been the most terrifying, life altering experience they have ever had. I am in no hurry to come across this thing, but if I ever do you can be certain I will have something alot more powerful than a single shot .22 with a broken ejector.

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