…All the time the cat was sitting in the yard, with the same blank stare Queenie will get when she is bored or half asleep. The cat noticed us looking at it, and sidled off sideways and disappeared into the bushes. As my roommate walked away, I saw something that startled me. The cat had the same deformity at the end of its tail as Queenie did….
…When I braked to avoid hitting it, it turned and ran up a hill changing form to a goat then standing up like a human and disappeared behind a hill….
….We looked from the window down at the stubble in the field below. As the light framed a patch of weeds the girl began to say how she had fond memories of collecting the dry thistle-heads as a child. We both turned and looked out across the field. I was just think long of what to say, and for a split second my eyes refocused on our reflection in the window. She looked like she was screaming at full volume, her head back and her mouth stretching open, her throat was thick with the air in it and her wide eyes were focused on mine…..
I saw a very unusual frog
At least, that’s when I noticed it. I would see something small and black close to the ground out of the corner of my eye, and of course when I would turn my head to look it would be gone. It didn’t feel threatening, so I wasn’t concerned as much as I was curious. I was thinking it may be the spirit of a little cat. Why a cat?
For about 5 years (about 2004-2009ish) my brother and myself witnessed a high number of white/albino animals in our town. We saw at least one white animal a day (we didnt own any of them) either outside our house, on our way to school or sometimes at school….
My friend and I were taking the scenic route down south to Cedar City. We were on a small rural road when we rounded a bend to see a semicircle of upright logs in a field to our left. On each of the logs was a statue of a crow, posed in various positions….
There’s a punk house near the evergreen campus in Olympia. Once called the Gnomestead, the property is situated along a semi-rural road, sandwiched between a rock quarry and a stretch of wetland. The the backyard was basically at the edge of a swamp.
I lived here for a year, between summer 2011-2012. While I saw a lot of things that just didn’t make sense, Here’s a few that are easier to describe:…
…Later in the day, apropos of nothing, I suddenly realised it was a Eurasian Woodcock, although I don’t know where I learned that.
I have never seen a woodcock before, and If I was ever going to I would have thought it would be on a rural heath, rather than on the clean flagstones under the Ludgate building….
…Out of the fog a form appears right in front of quicker than expected, the large coyote or wolf stops to stare at me. We pass each other with eyes locked and watch as we both dive out of sight back into the fog….