Saturday morning when I went out to feed up, Ah-D was eagerly awaiting my arrival and immediately called me over.
Evidently, the commotion over near the stone wall last night was NOT a fox, like we had thought.
Sure enough, I looked down over the fenceline, and I almost died when I saw what looked like Bigfoot tracks!
Apparently, the cold air they’ve been experiencing in Minnesota and the upper peninsula of Michigan (or, Donna, is it Canada?) have pushed Bigfoot across New York state and over to Maine, because there have been many sightings recently. So as soon as Ah-D had finished his breakfast (we have priorities around here, ya know!!!), I set out on my beloved boy to explore every nook and cranny of our pastures, looking for more Bigfoot sign.
It was 18 degrees outside and the wind was blowing, but let me tell you, after -2, 18 above felt almost tepid. I actually unzipped my parka. Instead of my usual helmet, I wore my Mad Bomber hat, because all Mainers know that is proper attire for Sasquatch Searching.
The sun was so nice and bright, and my Curly pony was excited to be searching. He looked around alertly, but we could not discern any sign. Bigfoot is crafty! And Krista is right, he has a rank odor, but we couldn't smell a thing. Of course, my nostrils were just about frozen together. I zipped up my parka. Ah-D and I decided we would head back up to the house and get The Great White Hunter, aka Dana Lejonhud aka Grouch.
Grouch donned his bomber hat and a sweatshirt (yah, a sweatshirt for 18 degree "breezy" weather, you don't have to tell me the guy is nuts, I live with him every day). Oh, and I forgot to mention, proper tack for Sasquatch Searching in Maine must include baling twine reins. My Curly looks pretty happy here, listening to Grouch discussing Sasquatch Searching with us. Oh yeah, that's right, I dismounted so he doesn't have to haul my butt around at the moment; no wonder he is happy!
Sure enough, The Great White Hunter was able to track Bigfoot!
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!
Ummmm, not to sure about what to say about how Dana determines if it is Sasquatch or not! lol! Maybe Bigfoot hasn't left the midwest like you think. Maybe he is reproducing around the world!
ReplyDeleteJaneen, it is utterly remarkable how much Sasquatch turd resembles no bake cookies. If I didn't know any better, I would say that's what it was. By the way, I had a final video that I didn't post here. Ah-D took a bite of the Bigfoot "leavings" shook his head and dropped it out of his mouth. My husband's comment was, "Tastes like sh**, huh?" ;)
ReplyDeletelol! You should post that! That's hilarious! I'm on the lookout!
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ReplyDeleteTrue. I can only imagine your mom's reaction because your description cracked me up as I sat here!
ReplyDeleteomg, so funny, Susan! love it!
ReplyDeleteHa ha love it!! I hope to see you continue your Bigfoot search!
ReplyDeleteHow is Ah-D liking the hackamore?
Still behaving. I put him in a bitted driving bridle to do the ground driving, though, and he was fine with that. I only had the nix on the bit for a week.
DeleteWow, you've seen Squatch sign in Hebron, huh? And Dana confirmed the scat!! LOL! None here in Winthrop yet. Saw a lot of deer in the orchard last night, though, in the brightness of the full moon!!
ReplyDeleteWasn't the moon spectacular! If I hadn't been so worn out from trudging through the woods for a couple of hours, I would have saddled up and gone for a ride. It was THAT bright!
DeleteWell Susan, I really expected to see big foot this winter and now your ahead of me,,If you catch him you will need a gas mask so you can breath,,,, I must admit you sure put a smile on my face, thanks
ReplyDeleteSo glad you enjoyed the entertainment, Harold.
ReplyDeleteOh Susan, thanks, you are a good person for humoring me like this,,, Thanks again
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ReplyDeleteBigfoot also known as Sasquatch, is the name given to a cryptid ape- or hominid-like creature that some people believe inhabits forests.