Interesting though. While I was playing all the various calls, barks, whistles, and what have you, the dogs sleeping nearby didn't react. As soon as I played Bigfoot noises, though, they started barking all over again. Except for Ruby. She hid under the table.
So I kept on googling, kept on listening to the calls of more owls, various birds, more foxes and coyotes... and Bigfoot. Seriously?
When we first moved here, Pam was sleeping downstairs, which has a window wall facing south. She swears something very big and very man-like walked by, and now refuses to sleep down there. She claims it was the bogeyman. Sasquatch?
Look, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking Pam should start looking for a home for me. Well, buster, listen to my video above, and then listen to this.
Now go to the Bigfoot Recordings, listen to the last sound clip.
Of course, there is no proof that the various YouTube video recordingss of Bigfoot I've been playing are really Bigfoot, if there is such a thing. These folks could be mistaking the call of the loony-barred-spotted-snowy-owl-with-a-cold for Bigfoot, just like me. Or, it might be something more. I learned to be more open minded after seeing and hearing signs of Champ on Lake Champlain.
So, what is a good home in upstate New York?