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Elise, I will ask her about the wings being a V or a straight-line. From what I can recall I asked her about it flapping its wings at least once, so I could get an estimate on the weight it carried, and size. I always notice the larger the bird the less it uses its wings… but once it does, you never forget it. The flap is not the same as your smaller birds.
Here’s the encounter as I recall it. Remember this is last year.
I’ve had my mom look over everything on the internet that I could find. Amazingly she still hasn’t gotten past the encounter and keeps looking to the Thunderbird pictures.
She was driving along in her car which is fairly long and big car for this day and age. I think it’s a Deville in the later 2000s model, on a bright, clear and sunny day, she said she thought a plane was going over top of the car, it was low and bigger than the car (meaning longer and wider) and the sun was blacked out for moments and once she looked up to see how low it was, she saw this huge black bird soar over the roof and body of her car.
She drove around looking for where it might have come down, kept watch for it but never saw it again.
I have the Turkey Vulture living near by, (which is a really nice bird, very smart) I have seen this vulture come down above me and daughter to about 15-20 feet above our heads… while standing in the yard. They communicate by flying circles around us when they are trying to tell us something is wrong… like a really bad storm is about to arrive. From my estimates the biggest I’ve seen is about 5-6 foot wing span and I considered that to be a big male.
I’ve identified that bird (vulture) for mom, and even showed her the measurements in her living room. But she says no… that’s not it. It was bigger and mostly black. She said she thought it was a small plane at first. I told her the only thing I could think of was a really big breed of eagle might have moved into this area.
Then I told her about the Thunderbird sightings, and that Alaskans are reporting something that large in the skies though most are writing them off as being confused about the size.
She said it covered her entire car and I thought that she almost went off the road trying to see it above her, until it soared past. I told her to keep the dog under careful watch because it was coming down in her area. Now her eyes are always peeled to the sky. But she couldn’t stop talking about this encounter for the better part of last year.
She went on the internet and saw that famous picture of the Thunderbird, and looked at other large birds of prey (around the world) and told me it was most like the Thunderbird in color and shape from beneath it. It had feathers. I asked her about size and she said, that’s closer to it.
I believe her, but I can’t confirm it. Someone needs to get a picture of this when its close by. Like through the window of a small plane or perching on a big tree.
Thanks for posting this Pam, I’m taking this story to my mom who had a sighting of a huge bird within the past year here in Michigan. She says it was huge and that it blacked out the sun which got her attention and then she said when she looked up she couldn’t believe how big it was. All black.
Agree with Knobby. The females are less aggressive and the males are just out about and into everything, where the females stay usually in one position. I’m assuming hidden for the most part? Always with the kids if they exist.
I know from encountering at a distance (down by the creek) where we would sit and listen to them, that the female raised the little one (she did a good job too) and she was always near her. When the little girl would scamper off it was because she was sneaking off and someone would always have to follow her in tow. Usually a male and always at night. (except for in the garden)
She always seemed to come to us. The little girl would come to the house and “Woop” at us at night where the window was cracked open. And I knew someone followed her, but she couldn’t resist because she saw and heard about new puppies arriving and she wanted to talk with them. So I just let her go, and her mom just let her go and she did all the talking. And when she was done she went two acres back through the woods and to the creek where she stayed with mom.
It was weird. How did she know where the dog kennels were sitting. How did she know the window was cracked open all the time. How did she know which window, as there are several windows on the first floor. I mean they might as well have drawn her a map.
Robin,
I’m going to come back to this post (need to do chores) and see what if anything else might help. There has to be more solutions. Whatever you do, if you use the growls that I spoke of earlier, please don’t use them outdoors because I would hate for it to draw in Loup Garou. Though I doubt he’s anywhere around, he could step out to have a run in with Squatch.
Well, to anyone who isn’t aware of them I agree they would go into the woods to follow the sound. But, they can imitate other sounds too, my guess is it takes too long to train up and copy humans. You might be right on.
Elise, I think the female is the one I saw the least of, except maybe once regarding food in the garden. It could have been her but no defining details to make out. Just seems like she was rarely around, except you got the sense that the male/males were.
I think you might be on to something about labor. Especially in areas where they have no place underground, or in caves to disappear to.
Stalkers are aggravating as ever!
It may not be the person you think it is. It’s hard to tell, but no one here is going to listen to her/him. I’m making a note not to ever go to Paranormal Central, but basically this is the only forum I have time for.But I’m sorry that you Pam, have to be engaged with anyone like this. Like Christine said this could never be the case in this forum, so… they took it somewhere else. I hope you can undo this with little effort.
My kid has a facebook page, let me know if you need anything looked up.
Chin up…
Robin,
I feel so bad for you with that situation. I didn’t have curtains either growing up and I just figured they couldn’t afford them. Later in life I made sure I had curtains using sheets. Never liked it either.But I was thinking about a solution… trying to come up with something for the window peeping problem and it dawned on me. I did try something to back them off.
I know this sounds nuts, but I went to sound-board online, then went to the nature section and looked up (Wolf). Then I looked up Not the howling sounds, but the growling sounds. They have one there that will growl for several seconds and it is chilling.
When they came up to the window, I played it. Response was immediate leaving.
James, There’s a whole new perspective on Santa.
Andrew M. Some say that prayer drives them off. Asking for help, might want to look into that.
Wow, that is fantastic! I’m real curious about the drone, what type and how its fitted with camera and stuff. I hope you get a chance to mention that too.
I saw them years ago but I don’t know why they were here. I never figured it out. I always thought of them as scouts because they were peering into windows on our house. I finally saw them doing that from outside one night. It really bothered me and I felt like I had to pull all the curtains.
Whatever they are and from others experiences, it sounds like there might be different ones for different purposes all around us.
I’m leaning against a trailer that tows behind a vehicle. It’s made of wood. I’m staring into the woods knowing better than to call for this cat. Just looking around and under things when finally I gave up and I leaned against it. Something starts moving around inside, I lift the tarp and there she is hidden under so much stuff. She’d been hiding in there for what looked like days and nights. And if anyone knows a cat, when they are traumatized they will talk and talk telling you what happened, though you can’t understand a word. And she did. I followed her as she jumped down, and she walked to the barn but before I could get the door shut to keep her out, she smelled death and made this pass along side of the dog. “Damn!” She let out a long howl that I never heard from her before and ran off into the neighbors yard.
I shrugged, we found the cat. But all the animals around me are off base. I’m glad that I don’t have anymore than I do.
The marine, at least I think he was a marine, it’s hard to recall but he did come out of the combat theatre recently back then. He pulled in and mentioned he’d been hunting and they have no signs of them cities away. That was what I needed to know. I’m amazed, since I’m thinking they are just roaming around. It’s the feeling you get, that you can’t be the only one expierencing this thing. But the area he mentions is right where I needed to know about.
He’s got a camera up and I don’t, I show him a couple of things and we load the dog up in a body bag. Do I need help? No I tell him it would bring on more problems as we’re contemplating how to deal with it. Then I tell him that if we hit these things, then something much bigger could come out of that woods. I know there are more than one. He’s ready, but I’m trying to educate him with all the information I’ve taken in. Both me and kid are trying to explain that he needs to be careful in the woods. We’re more concerned about him and this location he liked to bait where he has a camera up.
(Flashback – few months prior)
This particular area that he’s talking about is where we had released another coon that a friend had trapped but didn’t want it destroyed. (Sarah went with us, she was protection.)We had specific instructions, so we took the coon to a water area. While there, right off the drive at a watering hole I see the stick structure. I’m thinking that this couldn’t be, but it was identical to what was seen in the Destroyed Camp with Bob Garrett. The big X and another tree leaning inward. I watched all these children in their swim suits with their parents at the waters edge for at least 30 minutes. Walking distance to this structure I dunno… maybe 50 feet away at the front of the woods. What a grim feeling it was. I showed it to my kid and told her you can’t walk beyond that, and I was upset because I didn’t know (couldn’t recall) if I could take it down or not. She urged me to leave as we were under a canopy and darkness was setting in. All the people were leaving in their cars. Once we got home she watched the Destroyed Camp video. She never said much to me from there on.
So our friend said nothing was showing up out there, and we both look at each other and then back at him and at the same time.. we both said… “Take the infrared camera down for a while and use a different camera and see what you can see.” Then put the infrared camera back up and leave it. The look in his eyes when we told him that, I can’t even describe it.
He left and he got Sarah out of there and I was relieved but not feeling so hot about the situation at home. A big help though. I think it happened last summer. But its a suburban area. Did it help.. Not really. Even more problems when they tried to move into the yard. They make so much noise, and are so into mischief. Its like they bum rushed me with their presence, and my mind blocked some of it out because it was too much stress. Four or five is alot to deal with. I wasn’t ready for that. But I know they didn’t push it on me, they were there for a lot longer than I imagined. So in their eyes they gave me all the time in the world to adjust to them… but I didn’t.
They knew I was trying to figure out what they were, so they would not scream. One would moan, get up really close and moan. And I would try to duplicate it, but my daughter would freak out and hush me. She didn’t want them to accidently hear it and be encouraged. She was like … “What is next mom, Dogman?”
They didn’t want to scare anyone around here. The neighbors were in fear. We on the other side of the creek, were going through motions to keep up with them and our safety. Now No dog. My neighbors dogs were letting me know position, location, when they arrived, where they were. But me no dog.
What were we supposed to do without her?
I’m telling my kid to just hang in there, but if she wants to go I have a place ready. And I’m asking her as frequently as I can… does she want to leave? I will drop her off, but I have to stay. She refused to leave
but she also refused to move back to her bedroom. So we sat up camp in our own home basically. Changed things so that everyone was within reaching distance and I noticed the cats stayed with us, and the one who was outside (Emma) no longer went outside. Why not make the best of it.I woke up Halloween morning. Went outside to tie up Simone to a cable run, and right there on the ground were tracks running only 3 feet from my porch. I’m looking down and I see feet. Not much bigger than mine at all, but they have toes and their wider than my feet. One larger and one smaller. The tracks ran over top of each other as if one was trying to keep up with the other and kept running into them.
When she came home I said well brace yourself. Why? I said because, Fred Flintsone and Barney Rubble were here last night running circles around the house. And apparently there was much confusion.
She made a cast of one print wanting to show it to her friends. It was hard to get and the rain kept washing over the cast and it didn’t seem to dry right. But she eventually got it. Just seems to me the toes were a lot more defined on the ground than in the print because one of them stepped in spilled potting soil on the ground.
It didn’t seem like such a big deal to me at that point and still doesn’t because I’m remembering seeing them. But I had to sit down and really think about it.
(Forgot)
I couldn’t use my gloves for fear of dropping the keys down the porch. My fingers were frozen trying every which way to get that damn door open. I now remember putting the dog in the car and heating the car back up for her. Then driving to the corner gas station and asking my friends (attendant and the manager) for help. She was advising me on what to try with every return I made. And I kept telling her that something is in the field/woods behind me. I kept saying my daughter was right. Today, I remembered it took 30 minutes to get my fingers back up to body temperature using warm water, once I got inside.
Sarah passes. Simone stays beside her. (daughter’s dog – Golden Retriever)
So I’m watching Simone’s eyes and they lift up from Sarah right when she passes and she’s staring behind me. I turn and look behind me, I don’t see anything. Then her eyes trail quickly as if something jumped on to my bed. ( I remember thinking… Oh here we go.) Then her eyes follow back and forth, back and forth and drop right on the bed beside me. (Okay, now I need a drink, remembering that I quit years ago, but I need a drink) Our Golden Retriever (Simone) stayed with Sarah’s body for the entire time she passed, it took 1 hour and then she remained for another 3 more hours beside her. I didn’t move the dog quickly because I knew the kid wouldn’t want me to and she had yet to arrive. She was racing to get there.
When I told Sarah the last story, I wanted the last thought on her mind to be with us because I knew she would never leave me. I said the Lord’s prayer over her and told him… “You know she’s not going to leave me, please keep her sheltered from darkness.” And I left it there.
Kid comes home, I stop her outside and explain all of it. I see anger in her eyes… she’s too late, and her backpack gets tossed way out in the yard in frustration. Then she heads for the sitting bench. (closer to the woods) And she cries hard as I’m having this argument with myself because this nose of hers is running all over the place… I thought to go and get her a Kleenex right then, but I’m facing the woods and staring into the very front of the tree line and saying to myself… No, he’s there. I can’t see him, but I’m not leaving her alone out there. I just know he’s there and he’s the guard that’s been posted here.
I hugged her and told her how sorry I was. He’s standing behind the tree that my eyes will not leave… and intently listening to us. I lift my eyes from the tree line and told her… “go and pull Simone away from Sarah.” She leaves, thank gosh. I pick up the back pack and glance back at that tree before following behind her. It was unusually quiet, no birds, no crickets, no activity, starting to become a dead zone. About an hour or so later she carries the body out of the house and we agree to lay her in the barn at the front door and lock it up. I guessed that he was still watching, who knows.
(I didn’t remember this until I thought about the marine who came by)
I start calling on people to help, after telling mom what happened to Sarah. She’s shocked that she died so quickly, and wondering how it plays into whats happening here. She can’t think of words… because then I tell her my cat is missing. Which one? It’s Emma. (who is striped like a racoon, keeps the balance outdoors by killing the mice and we rescued her from the cold.)
I tell her I’ve looked everywhere. It’s been 2-3 days and nights I dunno. What’s wrong with her? I explained, that for the past 1 1/2 weeks at night you could hear them through the windows on some kind of killing spree. I think they got the twin racoons. (their mother raised them in our barn, she died so they stayed close to us though never entered our barn again), then I listened to them kill the released one we set free out in the yard a couple nights before Sarah passed. He went for water down by the creek and Sarah and I listened as they beat him to death against a tree. It took three hits and I closed all the windows in the house except for where I sit at night listening. (office space) I didn’t want Sarah to hear anymore.
Then I’m told of an entire family of coons that just arrived in the yard at night with a little one in tow. I gave them 24 hours to reach the creek of doom… and I would eventually hear the parents being beaten to death against a tree. One by one. One right after the other. I dunno what happened to the little one, as I didn’t hear her.
By now I know Emma has heard all of this (like Sarah) and is somewhere hiding terrified for her life, or I missed them killing her as I slept by the window. I dunno.
Promptly all the birds that remained in the yard and the woods leave within 24 hours flat with a Blue Jay in tow complaining all the way. They had been there for many years and really didn’t want to go. They heard it all too. I tell my daughter to go and open up the barn door and leave it open for any animals to get inside and take a count on the groundhogs. Groundhogs are there. One rabbit is left and staying close to the house, and I tell her that the deer will figure it out. Feed the barn cats with water. Done, now I’m walking around looking for Emma.
I get a hold of a veteran who just got out of Afghanistan, and tell him I need help with Sarah. 1 day has passed, Okay now I know where the exhaustion has set in, I’m distraught and he knows it. I tell him that she’s only 6 and has died on me, and after spending the past week and a half of listening to coons and others being beaten to death against trees that now my cat is missing. Might want to bring two body bags just in case. Says he’ll be here tomorrow. I drop into my chair fighting back the tears, I was just numb.
Frankie P
Yes we can Frankie.. I’m glad you can relate to that after-thought of loss. It didn’t hurt as much then, as it does now that I’m starting to remember. Amazing what one Red Wolf can remind me of. I don’t think I had the time to grieve and I felt numb and may never know why so exhausted. I’m just letting the door open and I’m looking through it to remember.
