i think the "kentucky goblin" thread deserves a mention:
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OldTimeRadio said:The final occasion, though. I was answered from above by a voice much too gutteral to have been human.
It said "NO! NO! NO!"
My supposition is that this was directed by the older dog to the puppy.
Either that or I've finally lost my mind.
ElishevaBarsabe said:OldTimeRadio said:The final occasion, though. I was answered from above by a voice much too gutteral to have been human.
It said "NO! NO! NO!"
My supposition is that this was directed by the older dog to the puppy.
Either that or I've finally lost my mind.
On another thread, I've mentioned that my husband taught one of our cats to say "Hello." She says "No," also. And, worse, this week, the other cat has starting saying "Hello," too. Since our cats can manage these feats, I would imagine a dog could do so and more easily.
OldTimeRadio said:I had an experience two or three days back which may fit this thread.
There are two dogs living in the apartment above my own - a six year old female and an eleven-month-old male puppy. The puppy is suffering from extreme separation anxiety. Whenever both humans are away (they are both university students) the dog sobs continuously (I'd originally assumed that I was hearing a human child) and drums on the floor with its paws - as many as 7500 beats per hoiur, hour after hour.
Noiw there are a lot of noises that don't bother me very much - barking (and drumming) dogs, crying babies, church bells, thunder. (Those that do include jackhammers, circular saws and mufflerless automobiles.)
But the day in question the drumming was louder than usual. I cupped my hands together and yelled up towards the ceiling - addressing the puppy by name and adding "BAD DOG!! BAD DOG!! BAD DOG!!"
This stopped the drumming for about 15 minutes at a time.
The final occasion, though. I was answered from above by a voice much too gutteral to have been human.
It said "NO! NO! NO!"
My supposition is that this was directed by the older dog to the puppy.
Either that or I've finally lost my mind.
The Case of the Speaking Dog
Two men in Pittsburgh swore they met such a dog on July 29, 1908. The men were out for a walk on Lincoln Avenue. An ordinary black dog trotted up to them, wagging its tail.
"Good Morning, " said the dog.
Aghast, the men looked at each other. Was one of them a ventriloquist playing a joke?
"Not at all," said the dog. "I speak for myself."
With that, the dog went on his way. Stunned and speechless, the men watched. Then one of them suddenly became angry.
"It's a trick," he shouted. "Let's grab that animal and find out how it's done!"
Leaving his friend, he ran after the dog. What happened next was reported to the policeman on the beat by the friend. The man who had chased the dog was too hysterical to make sense.
"He chased the dog, officer, and caught up with it. He was going to grab it when the creature said 'Don't touch me'. But he did, anyway - caught hold of one of its legs. Then he let out a terrible scream! The dog got away - but look at my poor friend's hand! "
He pried open the clenched fingers of the hysterical man's hand. A livid mark, patterned with an etching of dog hairs, was burned into the palm.
A typical case from just before the pre-modern era was investigated by Dr Michele Clare and occurred in Rotherham, Yorkshire, during the winter of 1937.
The witness, Robert, was walking his dog along a dark lane near one of the coal pits that dot the area when he observed a strange figure running down a steep slope. It was evening, and dark, but the behaviour of the figure was recognizable as most unusual because it ran straight at a fence and went through it as if nothing were there.
This might at first sound like some sort of ghost story, except that the being passed within inches of Robert and was plainly not human (dead or alive). It was only just over five feet tall, covered in hair and had claw-like hands and feet. The head also appeared to be pointed. The figure continued its mad dash straight towards the railway line heading into Sheffield, and Robert's dog decided it had had enough and bolted home.
The description of the entity was rather like that of a popularized visitor from Hades: 'You look as if you've seen the devil!' his motherexclaimed when she first saw Robert's ashen face. 'I have' was all Robert need reply.
Location. Komsomolskoye, Crimea, Ukraine
Date: July 17 2005
Time: afternoon?
Victor Alexandrovich Zdorov (involved in other encounters) was at his office in this village east of the Simferopol Airport, when four strange humanoid creatures barged in. He described them as “reptoid” They were scaly and lizard like with four fingers on each hand. They surrounded Zdorov, who was sitting at his desk and blinking in disbelief. One entity pointed a scaly, clawed finger at him and hissed, “You know too much about UFOs.” The strange visitation came at the end of a series of UFO sightings by Zdorov the previous week.
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Mighty_Emperor said:Might have gone in Dogheaded Men or Bipedal Cat Demons but as the closest species was unindentified it can go here:
A typical case from just before the pre-modern era was investigated by Dr Michele Clare and occurred in Rotherham, Yorkshire, during the winter of 1937.
The witness, Robert, was walking his dog along a dark lane near one of the coal pits that dot the area when he observed a strange figure running down a steep slope. It was evening, and dark, but the behaviour of the figure was recognizable as most unusual because it ran straight at a fence and went through it as if nothing were there.
This might at first sound like some sort of ghost story, except that the being passed within inches of Robert and was plainly not human (dead or alive). It was only just over five feet tall, covered in hair and had claw-like hands and feet. The head also appeared to be pointed. The figure continued its mad dash straight towards the railway line heading into Sheffield, and Robert's dog decided it had had enough and bolted home.
The description of the entity was rather like that of a popularized visitor from Hades: 'You look as if you've seen the devil!' his motherexclaimed when she first saw Robert's ashen face. 'I have' was all Robert need reply.
From Jenny Randles (1990) "Mind Monsters: Invaders From Inner Space" (page 37-8).
An even stranger confrontation, reminiscent of many "UFO entity" cases occurred to a Mrs. Lister, then eighteen years old, one night in 1964. She was sitting with her husband-to-be in a parked car when they saw in the beam the headlights a creature hopping and leaping towards them. It passed through a triple-strand barbed wire fence as if it were as insubstantial as mist. Mrs. Lister screamed as the beast tried to grab her companion through a window. She felt hypnotized by its glowing eyes, as if she had "had a time lapse or like [she] was living in another time..." She could see that the creature was six feet tall, wide-shouldered, covered with yellowish fuzz, with a horrible head that was pointed at the top and narrow at the chin. Its brow was wrinkled, its ears and nose like a pig's, its eyes glowing orange, As she watched, it turned into another form: its hands became paws and it went down on all fours. Then it vanished into thin air.
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Location. West Jefferson, Ohio
Date: Summer 1979
Time: morning
A truly mind-boggling report, as a couple sees a brilliant orange balloon-like object that swooped down by the back door of the house one nice summer morning. It seemed to deliberately go slowly, so that the couple ended up within touching distance of it. The basket of the balloon had three tiny man-like figures in it. One had on a black suit and the other two wore heavy black jackets with fur on them. The figure in the suit said with a very English accent, "And a good morning to you too." Then the basket rose rapidly up and out of sight.
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I'm new to these forums and your title 'Little People' caught my attention. I was really more interested in ghosts, but I have a kinda bad story to tell about little people. I saw some once. I'll describe one: About two and a half feet tall. Quite muscular. Had long hair. Was male-looking in the face but who knows? Was kinda wide/not fat/just wide. Was kinda curved in the back. Was not a midget/not human/more elf-looking. Had big hands with not enough fingers like the cartoon hands (don't laugh). Seemed to hop around and jump higher than normal/a lot higher. Had funny colored clothes/maybe not even clothes just a garment of some kind. Looked unhappy and maybe even mean.
I personally was scared because I was helping this guy in the woods in Canada where I spent that summer round several of these creatures up and bind their hands behind their back with rope and put them in the back of a van. Against their will.
This guy hired me to help him do this, and I'm not proud of what he did. He like pulled them out of this one certain place in the woods and we put them in his van and I think he shot them. No kidding. I know it's gross. Sorry. He took them out and around a shed where he wouldn't let me see and shot them.
I should have reported this. Now it's years ago. I didn't think they were quite human like us. So I guess I helped him kill them. He gave me the impression that he did this every year when they came out of this like hollow in the woods. They also had some sort of pets, like iguanas (no joke). They ran away when this guy took the little people away.
Perhaps, but American newspapers in the early 20th century didn't have much in the way of journalistic integrity. In short, they often made stuff up. Makes it bloody difficult to isolate fact from fiction about that time period.graylien said:The Suburban Spaceman is one of my favourites. But getting back to talking dogs - this from the Wonderdog chapter of Margaret Ronan's Strange Unsolved Mysteries. Could this be the self-same dog which had proved too much for Charles Fort?
The Case of the Speaking Dog
Two men in Pittsburgh swore they met such a dog on July 29, 1908. The men were out for a walk on Lincoln Avenue. An ordinary black dog trotted up to them, wagging its tail.
"Good Morning, " said the dog.
Aghast, the men looked at each other. Was one of them a ventriloquist playing a joke?
"Not at all," said the dog. "I speak for myself."
With that, the dog went on his way. Stunned and speechless, the men watched. Then one of them suddenly became angry.
"It's a trick," he shouted. "Let's grab that animal and find out how it's done!"
Leaving his friend, he ran after the dog. What happened next was reported to the policeman on the beat by the friend. The man who had chased the dog was too hysterical to make sense.
"He chased the dog, officer, and caught up with it. He was going to grab it when the creature said 'Don't touch me'. But he did, anyway - caught hold of one of its legs. Then he let out a terrible scream! The dog got away - but look at my poor friend's hand! "
He pried open the clenched fingers of the hysterical man's hand. A livid mark, patterned with an etching of dog hairs, was burned into the palm.
Bannik said:This story (copied from some forum apparently) is pretty darn weird:I'm new to these forums and your title 'Little People' caught my attention. I was really more interested in ghosts, but I have a kinda bad story to tell about little people. I saw some once. I'll describe one: About two and a half feet tall. Quite muscular. Had long hair. Was male-looking in the face but who knows? Was kinda wide/not fat/just wide. Was kinda curved in the back. Was not a midget/not human/more elf-looking. Had big hands with not enough fingers like the cartoon hands (don't laugh). Seemed to hop around and jump higher than normal/a lot higher. Had funny colored clothes/maybe not even clothes just a garment of some kind. Looked unhappy and maybe even mean.
I personally was scared because I was helping this guy in the woods in Canada where I spent that summer round several of these creatures up and bind their hands behind their back with rope and put them in the back of a van. Against their will.
This guy hired me to help him do this, and I'm not proud of what he did. He like pulled them out of this one certain place in the woods and we put them in his van and I think he shot them. No kidding. I know it's gross. Sorry. He took them out and around a shed where he wouldn't let me see and shot them.
I should have reported this. Now it's years ago. I didn't think they were quite human like us. So I guess I helped him kill them. He gave me the impression that he did this every year when they came out of this like hollow in the woods. They also had some sort of pets, like iguanas (no joke). They ran away when this guy took the little people away.
Nice addition to the alien/balloon theme here: http://graylien.buildtolearn.net/balloonman.html (High strangeness at its best!)Mighty_Emperor said:Interesting you mention balloons as I thought this was a weird one:
www.forteantimes.com/forum/viewtopic.ph ... 311#607311
Also summarised here.
Source.http://squeep.com/~shoes/mizuki/mizukishirime.jpg
This youkai doesn't have much in the way of information: A long time ago, a samurai was walking in a park in Kyoto and saw a man undressing. The samurai called out "Hey! Hey! What are you doing?" The "man" continued undressing as the samurai came towards "him." As the samurai approached,the unclothed man turned around, stuck his butt in the air and the samurai came face to fa...er...butt with a giant eye! The samurai, royally freaked out, turned and ran (brave guy that he was...he bravely ran away). That is all the information on the "butt-eye"