Dogman driven off

This was not a report I myself witnessed but instead one my grandmother told me about that my aunt later corroborated seperately. For a little background my grandparents’, currently aunt’s, home is in backwoods of Virginia. Extremely thick forest with hilly terrain in all directions. You have to get on a dirt path and follow it for about half a mile to get to a gravel covered side road, and then follow it for about 30 minutes to reach a very small town just across the North Carolina border. If you go a short ways North you find yourself at the Blue Ridge mountains and parkway that lead up into Appalachia proper. The forest is mostly low-lying shrubs up to around 4 feet high with pine and a lot of black oak trees making up the canopy. There is a very clear stream about 30 yards from the house which has fish quite frequently. This along with wild blackberries, tender leaf shrubs, and some apple trees make it very lucrative for wildlife. The house itself is an old two-story house built onto an incline of the hill that overlooks it. This was back in the 1970s, my aunt believes it was 1978 as she was finishing high school at the time.

My father had graduated from college and was going on to the Air Force, so he had already moved out. My grandfather, although he was old enough to retire, liked to remain busy so he worked his old job as an electrician and power pole technician; just now in an advisory role because he was getting up there in years. He had just gotten the contract down in North Carolina so he was away from the house for about a week and a half. This left only my 17-year-old aunt and grandmother at the house.

As I said there usually was a lot of wildlife in the area. A typical morning for my grandmother was making breakfast and sitting out on her porch watching deer and rabbits eat at the shrubs. Sometimes she would also see or hear a bobcat, fox, or coyote about. On one occasion a mountain lion and her cups strolled right past the house. One animal she was familiar with in particular was a very large black bear who could be recognized by folks around those parts from a white patch on his chest and a hole in his left ear. My grandmother nicknamed him “Captain” because he had a habit of sitting on his haunches and reaching up with his paws to pick apples, a motion that looked like he was saluting. Captain was a very big black bear but wasn’t very aggressive unless tested. He seemed to have an agreement with my grandmother and grandfather that if they left him alone he would leave them alone. He’d just strolled by the house every now and then to have some blackberries on the bushes or apples that had fallen down, which meant he came by the house’s yards often as he was too big to climb trees much more and the fruit trees around the house were low enough he could reach up and pick food. My grandfather guesstimated he was somewhere in the 500 to 600-pound range and roughly 6 feet tall as my grandfather once measured some scratch marks he left on a tree.

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Maz34

It was [2:30]PM and it was time for my shift, I work from 3-11 at one of Amazons Warehouse. I’d like to introduce myself first My name is Joey, I’m 23 years old 5’9 and pretty fit and muscular. Now that’s over and done with, it was a normal average day at work, stock up on items, packages, move items and ordinary warehouse work.

I work with my peers who only one of them leaves at the same time as me, we’ll call him “Jack.” He was an average hard working employee like me, so we basically stick to each other during our shifts. The day went pretty fast and I was surprised, things aren’t usually this fast? It’s always boring and empty most of the time. It was 10PM and I had to mop up the bathrooms and Jack did the shelf area, then we’d check everything and go.

I was finishing the last stall when jack called me over to him, “did you hear that?” I replied with “what?” “that growl and thud?” It was all silent, but was Brocken by a quick what sounded like a snarl and growl together and heavy footsteps coming from behind us, we booked it out there and approached to get into our cars and getting the hell out of there, forgetting about the warehouse. I took a glance when I was in the car and what I saw gave me the most jaw dropping wide eyed sight I’ve ever seen in my life. Standing on 2 hind legs towering over me was an estimated 7 foot monster who was buff, it had the head of a wolf with red deep glowing eyes, a man like torso, about 7 inches long claws, human like arms and hands, but the legs of a wolf. It had long sharp teeth and around the beast was dark black fur.

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It follows

I basically grew up at my grandmas house she taught me about everything and when school first started I had to go over there because it was just closer. I absolutely despised school even though I was only in kindergarten that parts important.

When winter came around it got very cold because of Indiana where it can go from summer to winter in five seconds. I was waiting for the bus to come pick me up so I was waiting outside in the dark by myself. Something was off. The intense feeling of being watched washed over me.

I didnt know what to do since I was only six. I felt like I might vomit. But then I saw two giant paws come out from behind the bush.

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Is That A Werewolf?

My name is Yona and I live in Delhi, India. A couple of months ago, my best friend, Varuna and I were sitting in our room studying for our upcoming finals. With only a couple of weeks left, we were super stressed and stayed up for hours at night to prepare. This was our college graduation exam and we both were pursuing the same subject, living in the same apartment complex and going to the same college.

I’ve known her since we were kids, we met during our kindergarten years so we are very close.

So it’s yet another night of preparation and we are sitting in our living room, studying. Our apartment is on the 5th floor which faces a huge empty land.

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Dogman

My family and I listen to your channel most days, although I have never seen any Dogman I have heard noises out in the woods. I never really took into consideration that such a monster could be real, I had always denied it to myself but I found the stories interesting. I wasn’t a believer until now of course, this event didn’t occur while I was awake.

I am not one to have nightmares but, last night I had the nightmare of my life. You may disregard this but to me it was very real.

I was at a bus stop waiting for the bus to get me, it was very dark outside and there was no light so I had turned on my phone flashlight hoping I wouldn’t be passed up by the bus.

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Dogman in Kansas

For some background my stepdad was a truck driver he worked for affiliated foods so took loads to Kansas and New Mexico Oklahoma and parts of Texas.

He was able to have company with now back to the story this happened 6 months ago my stepdad had to take a load to Kansas and I wanted to go with him.

This happened in texoma around 1am it was pich black outside the only thing we could see was what the headlights lit up. We were having one of are normal conversations next thing you know we see a dog like creature standing 7ft tall with yellow eyes run across the road it had gery fur with spots of black it had pointed ears with a long fluffy tail.

We look at each other like what the hell was that the rest of the trip went uneventful and we made it home safely.

My Dogman Encounter

I want to start this off by saying that I am a paranormal and monster fanatic. I read an listen to a whole bunch of scary stories. I also watch some Lost Tapes every now and again and I enjoy myself. I know that if I told this story to anybody else they would say its those stupid shows you always watch (which it never is). But anyway enough about me lets get to the story.

This happened on March ninth, twenty-eighteen.

We have a chicken coop out at our place in a small town in Nebraska and every night I go out to shut them up so nothing gets in there. We have around twenty-seven chickens and we lose maybe one a year because of weather or the chickens just pecking at each other.

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Stalked by a Dogman

 

This all happened back when I was still 22.

I was living with my dad at the time, back home in Oklahoma out in the town of Tribbey off a road, believe it or not called Slaughterville road.

I had some friends, well more precisely a friend who lived in town and another friend who lived down a long dirt road not far off. We will call them James and Randy. James being the one who lived with his grandmother in town and Randy being the one who lived a bit further out.

Well me and these guys we decided this night would be a good night to just hang at James’s place and drink beer all night and just crash on the couches later, and this would be where my story would end if I hadn’t decided I didn’t want to sleep there that night..and I wish that I had in hindsight.

It was around 2am in the morning and as I said deciding I wanted to go home to sleep, and also seeing as how the alcohol had worn off I said goodbye and hopped in my car and took off down the road. I was heading down a long dark stretch of one lane highway with nothing but dense woods on either side and few sparse houses on either side, and on my way up a long hill my car suddenly lost power. Well I had a standard so I tried every gear..nothing..then I realized..it must have been my CV joint going out. I was stranded.

I realized my predicament but had no other options now, and luckily there were no cars behind me so I did the only thing I could..I let off the brake and watchee behind me as I backed up down the hill. Spying a dirt side road I carefully backed onto it and parked on the side a few car lengths down it.

I sat there for a few minutes wondering what I should do. I had no cell phone so I couldn’t call anyone, and I had already began to feel a looming sense that staying there in the car until dawn was a bad idea. So I grabbed my case that had my game system in it and the makeshift machete I had made from a lawnmower blade from my back seat and got out, locked the doors, and started off on foot.

I hadn’t walked but about thirty feet to the end of the dirt road and turned onto the highway when I felt very uneasy already..like I was being watched by something or someone..I knew that worrying wouldn’t help my situation though so I pushed that fear of knowing something could he out there back and continued on. I decided to walk in the middle of the lane I had been previously heading down towards home. At least if anything came at me I could see it and maybe have time to react. Only three miles I thought to myself.

I had gotten a couple of blocks down the road when I felt that sensation again..did I mention that for some reason the night had become eerily silent!? Yeah..well I started glancing behind me and to the sides as well. I wasn’t gonna be caught unawares I thought to myself should anything try something. On this road there were wide drainage ditches with fairly steep sloping grassy sides that went down about five or six feet to the bottom before slopping back up into the treeline. Well a few moments later as I was nearing the top of that hill a car came over the top of it heading in the opposite lane. So I watched it pass by, and as it did the highbeam headlights illuminated the area of the road and the ditch behind me on my side of the road.. that’s when I saw it..eyeshine at first then immediately following the light passing over a large hulking creature the eyes were attached to.

an overpowering feeling of dread washed through me then as my eyes took in the sight of this thing..it all happening so fast but seeming to last for the longest time. It must have been stalking me from the beginning! It was on all fours..one arm stretched out in front, remaining motionless for a split second..it was huge! Muscular defined arms that were long and almost ape like with hand paws like a raccons ending in black claws. A head like a wolf or german shepherd only huge, with small tufts of fur at the tips of its triangular shaped ears. it was all black except for its golden amber eyes.

Then it rose to its hindlegs so quickly, and in one fluid movement leaped up into the tree line. It was so fast yet so silent..I had no words..I did catch a glimps of a bushy wolf like tail as it vanished into the dark wood though. It had the lower legs of a wolf or dog with big paws. If I could describe it in one sentence I would say the black werewolf Van Helsing changed into in the movie. Except this thing was even more muscular. It must have been eight or nine feet tall on its hind legs.

As the car was passing further down the road now I thought now was as good a time as any, and though I knew that running from a predator just kicked in their instincts to give chase I didn’t have many options. I ran. as fast as I could for several blocks down the middle of the road. When I felt like my lungs were going to burst I slowed, but I kept jogging for a time. My machete in one hand and my game system in its case still in my hands believe it or not.

I was comming up onto the next long hill at the top now, and, walking again now, catching my breath. To me left I saw a farm house down a long dirt road atop the hill. It looked like the guy who lived there had just pulled up in his truck and I guess he saw me, because he used the spotlight on his truck to shine it directly on me. I thought about going to him and asking for help, but people around that area often enough would likely shoot someone, especially if you approached holding a big machete, but I wasn’t about to drop it somewhere with that thing still out there.

So I kept moving..starting back into a fast jog..now n then looking behind me and to the sides. Just as I had gotten past the bottom of the next hill I saw the edge of headlights then a car passed by me in the opposite direction again. It was a cop and I quickly dropped my things and ran to the center of the road waving my arms trying to flag him down. And when his lights passed over the ravine behind me..there..again..the beast was lying in wait..even closer this time than the last..but this time it seemed to squint and sneer..then..just as I thought I was surely done for, it slowly but silently went back up the ravine into the treeline..as if to say “I could have had you if I wanted”. I was scared out of my mind and about to pick my machete back up when the cop down the road wheeled around. He pulled up beside me and I quickly explained my situation as calmly as I could.

as luck would have it the guy who was shining a spotlught on me had called them saying that he saw someone walking late at night and that maybe they were stranded out there or something. The officer agreed to take me home when I asked him after going to check on my car before we did. I agreed, and he patted me down as was standard proceedure apparently, then we hopped in his patrol car, went to check on mine, and he took me home.

The rest of that night I lay awake in bed..fearing the beast had followed and waiting for its next chance to finally devour me. To this day I won’t go camping or even out into the woods alone be it night or day.

Never before in my life had I been so happy to see a cop, and I’m so thankful he showed up when he did..otherwise..I might not be here to recount my encounter to you, and instead just another missing person who had car trouble on a long lonesome highway.

 

I hope you enjoy my recounting of my encounter Darkness. Most others I tell usually don’t believe what I saw that night, but I know that you’re not like the rest now are you?

take care.

Nicholas.

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Piggly Wiggly monster (revised)

  It has taken a long time to finally identify what exactly that creature was that charged me all those years ago in that small park in southern Indiana.  You see, it happened  back in the dark ages; in the summer of 1993. The internet was unheard of. Home computers were very rare,  phones were still for houses, and U.B. 40 was tearing up the air waves with their rendention of Elvis Presley’s classic, “I can’t help falling in love with you.”
I was sixteen that summer. It was one of those summers I’ll never forget. A lot happened to me that summe.   From riding around in a stolen car, moving away from all my friends, and even learning how to play chess. It was a summer to remember for sure.

Still, though after all these years the one event that stands out over all the rest was the night I came face to face with Piggly Wiggly. I am 41 now and that sighting has changed the way I see the world and nature but especially the way I think of the supernatural world.

I didn’t know much about Cryptids at that time, like I said, no internet. I had of course heard of Big Foot and thought it was a myth or perhaps a case of mistaken identity. I had seen werewolf movies but at that time thought they were nothing more then folklore. Made up to scare people in the days of the Salem witch hunts or to keep children close to their homes at night. I don’t believe like that anymore. I can’t, I’ve been forever changed by what I encountered that summer night.

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Michigan Dogmen

My experiences with the dogmen of Michigan has been very interesting. The first encounter I had with these curious and strange beings was very calm and serene. It felt as though I knew I was in no danger and everything was okay. My second encounter was harshly different, and it left me with a feeling of dread and worry. Both encounters took place within two weeks of each other, at night, same rough area, and while snow was on the ground. I’ll begin with the first encounter.

Though I’ve had to move closer to Detroit for a better job and education, I still frequently go out into the country to visit Gramma. She and my late Papa took me in when I was a teenager and raised me up right. Since she stays up late, I frequently go over later in the night and smoke with her a while before going to bed and spending the night. My first encounter took place in the second week of December of 2017 on one of these such nights.

I had left the small town of Emmett and was passing by the old country market on the corner of the crossroads of the paved road and the dirt road that my grandma lives on. It was a rare occasion when I hadn’t turned my radio on at all, and I was mainly just contemplating where my life was going.

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