A frustrated Kentucky man is upset that his cats continue to disappear. He later has an encounter with what he determines to be a cloaked Bigfoot, telling it to leave his cats alone.
"Last year, in June 2022, 17 cats went missing from my ranch. I have a private rescue providing heated cat hotels, food, a lake, 7-stall stables, and medical care for 35 to 45 cats. We have bears and mountain lions, and deer too, all wild. This is on the Kentucky/Tennessee state line.
One morning, last August, my German Sheppard and I started our morning walk when a vomit-inducing stench crossed trail winds. It was a horrid smell of urine, dead rotting flesh, and feces. My dog started growling as we approached the end of our 29-foot camper in the driveway. Then he went nuts, charging against his leash, barking, jumping 4-5 feet in the air, in front of us. Then he pinned his shoulder to my knee and pulled me to the left, then back to center, then back to right, back to center, the whole time staring up at a 45-degree angle.
The hair on my neck raised up and I pulled my 45. caliber pistol for a possible shot from the hip (I practice hip shooting a lot). I notice with the barrel pointed out it was level with the ground, but when I pointed it to where the dog's nose was pointed and it was 8-9 feet above the ground. I have trained most of my life to remain calm during a crisis. Noting how high the muzzle was pointed, the stench, my dog's behavior, and my location I thought I may be looking at a cloaked Bigfoot, invisible to humans but not to dogs.
I began talking to it in a calm slow baritone command voice. I told it I was tired of it killing my cats. My cats were my kids, feeding them, housing them, giving them meds, and protecting them was my Job. If it didn't stop using them as "snacks" I would kill him. "I don't want to kill you but I will," I said. "Stop killing my cats! There are a lot more humans than there are of your type. How would you like to be hunted down?"
As I finished, my dog sat but continued to stare 9 feet off of the ground. Soon, the stench was gone and my dog relaxed. Over the next couple of months, I began to see rabbits, skunks, deer, and coyotes, and my cats stopped disappearing. I'm a retired airline pilot, and former Special Forces soldier, and worked for 10 years as a police officer. I live near Ft. Campbell, Kentucky. I'm a believer." GK
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