Half a century ago, Belgian Zoologist Bernard Heuvelmans first codified cryptozoology in his book On the Track of Unknown Animals.

The Centre for Fortean Zoology (CFZ) are still on the track, and have been since 1992. But as if chasing unknown animals wasn't enough, we are involved in education, conservation, and good old-fashioned natural history! We already have three journals, the largest cryptozoological publishing house in the world, CFZtv, and the largest cryptozoological conference in the English-speaking world, but in January 2009 someone suggested that we started a daily online magazine! The CFZ bloggo is a collaborative effort by a coalition of members, friends, and supporters of the CFZ, and covers all the subjects with which we deal, with a smattering of music, high strangeness and surreal humour to make up the mix.

It is edited by CFZ Director Jon Downes, and subbed by the lovely Lizzy Bitakara'mire (formerly Clancy), scourge of improper syntax. The daily newsblog is edited by Corinna Downes, head administratrix of the CFZ, and the indexing is done by Lee Canty and Kathy Imbriani. There is regular news from the CFZ Mystery Cat study group, and regular fortean bird news from 'The Watcher of the Skies'. Regular bloggers include Dr Karl Shuker, Dale Drinnon, Richard Muirhead and Richard Freeman.The CFZ bloggo is updated daily, and there's nothing quite like it anywhere else. Come and join us...

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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

A Runaway Train in the Making: The Exotic Amphibians, Reptiles, Turtles, and Crocodilians of Florida (Via Herp Digest)

Monograph-A Runaway Train in the Making: The Exotic Amphibians, Reptiles, Turtles, and Crocodilians of Florida
Monograph 1. Walter E. Meshaka, Jr. at State Museum of Pennsylvania, 300 North Street, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, 17120, USA,

E-mail: wmeshaka@state.pa.us

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WILDLIFE EXTRA: White sparrow..

January 2012. This photo was sent to us by Cheryl Sikich from Texas. Cheryl asked us if this bird was an albino or a leucistic bird. Usually, an albino bird will have no colouration at all, and the eyes will be pink. But to be honest, we are not sure in this case - Let us know your thoughts. Read on...


Mrs H. was in hospital the other week for spinal surgery; always a risky procedure. She’s out now and the surgeons have neatly stapled the wound. She asked me yesterday what the scar – which is quite lengthy – looked like. I stared at the vertical column of gleaming metal strips (they’re being removed tomorrow) and told her that she looked not un-akin to one of the Borg. She did not try to assimilate me (ooh-er, missus!) but I reckon it was a close thing.

But there I go digressing again in the first paragraph, as I always do, before apologising in the second. Anyway, during my amble around one hospital – a truly impressive architectural fusion of Victorian splendour and 21st century futurism – I occasioned upon a nurse from whom I solicited directions. “Ooh, I know you!” she said saucily. “You’re that bloke off the telly and the radio, arncha?”

I told her that indeedy-doody I was, unless she was referring to Jonathan Ross or Jeremy Paxman, in which case indeedy-doody I wasn’t.

“But you are that bloke who does ghosts, aren’t you?”

This was not an easy question to answer. Did she mean in the literal sense? Was she suggesting that I “did ghosts” in the sense that a lot of people want to “do” their favourite film star, or did she mean that I “did” them in the way that the Mafia did? Honestly I’ve never had physical congress with a ghost or, indeed, ever harmed one.

But she meant it metaphorically, of course. And so, being the kind-hearted chap I am, I told her that I did “do” ghosts. But in a nice way. One thing led to another, and she informed me that she had once seen a strange creature near the infirmary. For some reason, cryptids (or things that may be cryptids) turn up in the oddest places in Geordieland.

It had been a cat. Or at least, a cat of sorts. The main difference between this and a domestic moggie was the size. This cat was bigger, tan-coloured and possessed a longer, thicker tail. It looked, she said, “like one of those mountain lions you see on TV.”

And when, pray, had she seen this, I enquired? “A couple of months ago”, she guessed, which placed the sighting somewhere in mid-October.

Had anyone else seen it?

“No; it was very early in the morning.”

Had it looked at the nurse or displayed any awareness of her presence?

“No; it just walked right past me.”

How close?

“About eight yards or so.”

And you’re sure it wasn’t just a large domestic cat?

“Oh, no. It was too big.”

And why didn’t you report it?

“People would have laughed.”

Fair enough, I thought: we Geordies can be a cynical lot at times and I dare say some of her colleagues would probably have extracted the etcetera, etcetera from her if you get my drift.

And you know what I’m going to do now, don’t you?

Oh, yes.

Don’t run off.

I’ll only find you, so you may as well get it over with.

Okay, then. Here we go.

There was this unidentified wildcat seen near a hospital. It startled one of the nurses.

“What’s a wild cat like you doing here?” said the nurse to the wild cat.

“I’m here for a CAT scan,” it replied.

There; that wasn’t too bad now, was it?

All the best for 2012, pip-pip!

HAUNTED SKIES: Daily Telegraph 19.5.56

OLL LEWIS: Yesterday's News Today


On this day in 2008 Sir Edmund Hillary died. Hillary, along with Sherpa Tenzing Norgay, mounted the first successful expedition to the summit of Mount Everest. Hillary also had an interest in the Yeti, although he eventually concluded that it was not a flesh and blood creature but rather a spiritual belief or maybe an entity revered by the Sherpas and others in the local area. The summit may have been reached by Mallory in 1924 but as both Mallory and his climbing partner Irvine both died on the mountain before their return to base their attempt on the summit will never be regarded as successful even if Mallory’s camera is found with a photo of him dancing the hornpipe on the summit. Sad, but those are the rules apparently.

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An interview with Hillary:

DALE DRINNON: New Lemur Species

Discovery of a new Primate: New Lemur Species on Madagascar

CFZ PEOPLE: Dale Drinnon takes us to his world of 'Cedar and Willow'

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Seems there was a problem with the first link, which should be:


Stories of Flying Humanoids have been around for an extremely long time, but we have to start somewhere, so I’ve chosen just a few of the more well-known cases, starting from the middle of the 19th Century. But, of course, if you use Google you'll find a great many more.

Read on...