Any fellow cat fans out there who ALSO happen to believe in the
existence of Sasquatch? Then read on and be AMAZED!

Gosh! I'm +so+ excited! You know, I've just GOT to tell you all
of my ultimate experience in life! I've kept it to myself for
too long, but I'm now ready to reveal that I've not only *saw*
BigFoot, but I've actually been in PHYSICAL CONTACT with her!
Yes; she was a female of the species.

It was then, and still is, the most remarkable experience of my
life.

I live in the UK; but I was holidaying On Vancouver Island (my
family has relatives there), around the Red Juniper River area,
this time last year. I was with my girlfriend, and two other
friends, hiking in the beautiful countryside. I decided I wanted
to be alone for a while, so I went up the river, while the
others stayed where they were, getting high on some fine bud we
had scored.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, there she was, knee-deep in
the river, eating a fish. To be honest, my first reaction was
one of pure shock and fear. You see, I thought, at first, she
was an American tourist suffering a 'bad hair' day. Naturally,
my initial impulse was to throw stones at her, and tell her to
go bomb a children's hospital in Iraq, or something, but then I
started to realise that she looked too intelligent to be
American. I slowly walked over.

When I got to the riverbank, it was clear that she wasn't
exactly a typical example of Homo Sapiens. OK; neither are
Americans, but you know what I mean. She held out the half-eaten
fish she had clutched in her blood & saliva-stained hand, her
limpid, brown eyes imploring me to share in her culinary bounty.
But I just told the dirty bugger to f.ck off, adding "I'm not
eating THAT slimey sh.t, you whore!"

Then *it* happened. She flung herself at me, tore off all my
clothes, and proceeded to ravish me, in a sexual manner, in a
way that I've never been ravished before. It was beautiful. I
won't talk about all the things we did, as it's obviously very
private and personal, but she took it up the arse and everything!

Anyway, when she was finished, she got up, and ran like the
clappers up the nearest mountain, and I never saw her again. I
managed to drag myself back to the camp, and just told everyone
I'd tripped over a dried turd and rolled down a steep valley.

Well; I'm glad I've finally managed to pluck up the courage and
tell someone about this. By the way, you all have my permission
to include this story in any book or article you may write. Or,
you could just send it in to your favourite wank-mag. Bet you
anything it'd get printed!

Sincerely,
Huggz