Beastly Bloodcurdling Dogman
Our Brazilian Roast

We were camping in the Midwest, hoping to see the lunar eclipse. No light pollution, no traffic noise, it was going to be perfect. As we waited for something to begin, we heard a howl like that of a wolf... But it wasn't a wolf. Out of the thicket near the creek, a deer moved slowly for a drink, but just as it reached the water, a creature bolted from the other side of the creek and had the deer in its clutches. We watched in horror as the Dogman carried off his prey. We all sat silently, sipping our coffee, knowing this was just our first Dogman Sighting.