A Conversation about ... Dogman
Rob from YMISpodcast Rob from YMIS (Your Most Interesting Story) Podcast stops by to talk about his show, but mostly to talk about the Dogman. And oh, how Bob loves to talk about a juicy cryptid. Listen in to learn some incredible Fauxknowledge. Rob from YMISpodcast A Dogman Song by Rob from YMIS podcast The Legend of the Michigan’s Dogman Lyrics A cool summer morning in early June, is when the legend began, at a nameless logging camp in Wexford County, where the Manistee River ran.Eleven lumberjacks near the Garland swamp found an animal they thought was a dog.In a playful mood they chased it around till it ran inside a hollow log.A logger named Johnson grabbed him a stick and poked around inside.Then the thing let out an unearthly scream and came out and stood upright.None of those men ever said very much, ‘bout what ever happened then.They just packed up their belongings and left that night, were never heard from again. It was ten years later in ’97, when a farmer near Buckley was found.Slumped over his plow, his heart had stopped, there were dog tracks all around. Seven years passed with the turn of the century, they say a crazy old widow had a dream, of dogs that circled her house at night that walked like men and screamed. In 1917, a sheriff who was out walking found a driverless wagon and tracks in the dust, like wolves had been a stalkin’.Near the roadside a four-horse team lay dead with their eyes open wide.When the vet finished up his examination, he said it looked like they died of fright. In ’37 a schooner captain said, several crew members had reported a pack of wild dogs roaming Bowers Harbor.His story was never reported. In ’57 a man of the cloth found claw marks on an old church door.The newspaper said they’d been made by a dog, he’d a had to stood 7’4″. In ’67 a van-load of hippies, told a park-ranger named Quinlinn, they’d been awakened in the night by a scratch at the window, there was a dogman looking in and grinning. In ’77 there were screams in the night, near the village of Bellaire.Could’ve been a bobcat, could’ve been the wind, nobody looked up there. So far this year, no stories have appeared.Have the dogmen gone away?Have they disappeared?Soon enough I guess we’ll know, cuz this is the time to fear, for in this decade called the 80s, the seventh year is here and somewhere in the north-woods darkness, a creature walks upright.And the best advice you may ever get is never to go out at night. Full Summary Yeah. Okay. Hey, everybody. Welcome to a conversation. Well, this will be, I guess, a conversation about, not a conversation with, right? About the dog man. I got my uh cryptid guest, Rob, from your most interesting story podcast. And we’re going to talk about, is dog men is that the correct terminology here? You know, I’ve heard it. both ways. I’ve never heard dog mans. That sounds a little bit weird. So I guess dog men or men a group of dog man. Yeah. Or a pack. A pack of dog man. Yeah. A pack of dog mans. Sounds like a cigarette brand or something. Yeah. I’ll take the dog man i got a hankering for tobacco and fur. They don’t smell very good, but they like the taste. That’s right. It all smells very wet.
