On days when I have time (so pretty much every day), I like to take my dog for long walks through the trails at the Nature Park. Walking these trails, we actually do see a lot of nature (and by nature, I mean animals)- birds, squirrels, porcupines, beavers, etc. It's quite peaceful, and Molly is really in her element there...she charges through the trails, barely ever lifting her nose off the ground, like the hunting dog that she is. Since we aren't hunters and we live in the city, I feel like I am giving her a little taste of the life she could (and maybe should?) have, and this makes me feel like a superior dog owner. Sad, I know. Anyway, after the first snowfall that actually stuck, I noticed there were tons of deer prints along the path. But, in all of our walks, we've never actually seen a deer. So where are they? I started to look beyond the edge of the path and into the woods. They have to be in there somewhere- but where? The leaves have all fallen, so you can see quite a bit in there. Still, no deer sightings. However, since my curiosity was tweaked, I started to notice other things I had not before- like the sounds that came from the woods. While I assume that the crackling which resembled crunchy footsteps through the snow was actually just trees moving in the cold, I couldn't help but wonder if that's all it was. I started to ponder what could be lurking in those woods that I didn't even know about. I'm not talking about creepy perves hanging around in there (although, sometimes this crosses my mind, and causes Molly and I to charge a bit faster through the trails), but animals and other "creatures". And this, reader, is what led me to my ultimate thought of that particular day- what if bigfoots (or sasquatches, if you want me to be a grown up about it) really exist?? While I'm not insane, and think that if they did, it would have been confirmed by now (and not with blurry videos), I still couldn't help but continue with this thought.
Of course thinking about the potential existence of a bigfoot while I'm walking through the woods is going to get me remembering my childhood pal, Harry. Harry and his fellow sasquatch buddies were pretty good at hiding to keep their existence a secret from the human folk. Remember the scene where Jacques Lafleur is running through the forest like a mad man (with his rifle), looking to shoot Harry (if you've never seen the movie, you obviously would have no idea what I'm talking about...and should be ashamed)? He's searching and searching, and as he runs by a tree, the camera pans up, and there's Harry, sitting there looking down on him. And Lafleur doesn't even notice! Of course, after remembering this scene, I started walking with my head up...you know, just in case. But the scene that really made me feel a little uneasy as I walked through the woods alone with a beagle who couldn't protect me from a mouse was the very last one of the movie. The one that makes your heart ache and your eyes leak and causes you to turn away from whoever you're watching it with out of embarrassment that you're crying for a bigfoot. The scene where the Hendersons bid Harry farewell, and send him back into the forest alone. BUT WAIT- he's not alone, we soon find out. Out of nowhere, three more bigfoots and a baby bigfoot appear! SHOCKER! This makes the viewer feel a little less sad about Harry leaving, since we now know he has a family- or at least some friends. I tried to find this clip so you could see what I was talking about, but could only find a huge section of the movie. Fast forward to 5:25 to witness this beautiful moment:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvmaGKfIyn0 |
I really love these babe, it's give me a peek inside that pretty head of yours (!!!). This one made me laugh and even moreso, made me wish I were home with you and Molly (and Lucky and Tucker too!).
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