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Saturday, July 23, 2011

NAOMI WEST: Puddle Monster 3 - The Nightmare Continues...

I wrote to Naomi last night, and asked whether there was any more news. She replied:

This creature is more elusive than I originally thought. I have tried all kinds of different ways to capture it on film, even just get a glimpse of it with the naked eye. I thought for sure I saw it sitting by the puddle yesterday, but when I reached the puddle, there was no trace of it. There was, however, dirt stirred up at the bottom of the puddle, which tells me it – or something – had recently leaped in. My dog Salem made a lunge for it, but I grabbed her just in time. No telling what could have happened.

One interesting thing I’ve noted is that there are never any bugs around the puddle, none whatsoever. I take it that the energy from this -- whatever it is – frightens them off.
I contacted a research team to conduct an investigation using sonar and underwater photography. They arrived this morning, but left after discovering their equipment was too large to fit in the valve box.

My brother, whom I haven’t even told about the monster, was walking past the valve box yesterday when he accidentally dropped some change into it. Before I could even get the door open to warn him, he reached into the valve box, fished the change out, and walked on. It was one of the most astonishing things I’ve ever seen. I asked him if he’d seen or felt anything in the water, and he said no. It makes me wonder if, perhaps, this creature can slip in and out of another dimension….

I tried soliciting the help of my next-door neighbour, thinking that since she has lived here so long she might have heard of the puddle monster. But when I mentioned it, she looked fearful, crossed herself, and shut the door in my face. So now I’m working on getting a 20-person expedition underway to investigate the valve box further. For now, the mystery remains.

I don't know why the ongoing saga of this elusive batrachian is so gripping. But it is....

4 comments:

Dale Drinnon said...

If you keep pushing your tongue so hard in your cheek like that you're liable to hurt yourself.

Of course you could get a big zoom lens and add a pet turtle, and with a little practice and a lot of small expendable sets, you could make Japanese Monster Movies starring your Pond monster. Or a kiddie show where the pond monster sings "I Love You" so that the kids will not grow up traumatized by Pond monsters. I don't know which one would be scarier...

Ego Ronanus said...

This is very alarming. The quiesence of the Gobblosaur when your brother dropped the money in shows it is currently laying eggs. Should these hatch, I have no doubt you and your family will be overrun and devoured. Your only option is to flee to Mexico. The Gobblosaurs will follow your scent, but their voracious appetite for tortillas means that they will glut themselves on Mexican food and burst before they reach you, if you go far south enough. Indeed, perhaps it would be wise to cross the border into Guatemala.

Mizz Harpy said...

A toad perhaps? You could have mistaken the toads mottled green and tan markings for spines. I grew up in the Texas panhandle and remember seeing toads the size of a saucer under our trailer house. They loved it under there since it was always a bit moist.

Jeff Davis said...

Thank you for the laugh! I needed it. I sincerely hope that Naomi is not approached by Animal Planet, The Discovery or The Learning channels.