After we told my mom what we saw, we all went down there to look again. My cousin and my best friend didn't believe me and started lighting firecrackers. So with no success, we went back to the house and played games.
The people down the road own some dogs, and late that night they were barking up a storm, as usual. For some reason, they stopped suddenly. My mom had lived at the farm when she was younger and she said she never heard anything like what she heard that night. It sounded like the coyotes were feasting on another cow or some other animal. But as we listened, it became horrible. It didn't sound like coyotes at all. It was horrible! It was as if the creatures were having a feeding frenzy, and it sounded gruesome. After a while it stopped, and we went to bed.
The Bones
The next morning, Sunday, my best friend and I went out to the back of the property to explore. It's the only part of the property we hadn't explored. I was armed with a small Ruger .22. We found a place that was new to us. I was on the other side of a hill. It was green and rather lush. All the vegetation was ankle high or higher.
When we heard my four other friends coming to look for us, we ventured deeper into the vegetation, deciding to make it into a game and run from them. We ran into some bushes, only to find that the ground for about 20 feet around was littered with bones! Bones of all sizes, probably from 10 different species, but mostly cow. There were a lot of cow bones around the property, but there were more bones here than on the rest of the property, which we now think is a feeding ground and possible place of rest for the creatures we saw.
We all headed back to the house. When we got there, my grandparents (who owned the farm) were waiting there with my brother and sister. We told them about all the strange things we had seen and experienced that weekend.
As it turns out, those weren't the only strange things that happened at the farm. A few years back, my uncle was down near the shelter belt in the evening when he saw a black panther. To this day he still swears he saw it. Just recently we have found big cat paw prints there, but we figured they could be mountain lions, because we haven't seen the panther since.
A few months after the Bigfoot incident, I moved to Kansas because my dad was in the military. But recently we visited Amarillo and on two weekends we went to the farm. My grandma, grandpa, step-aunt and I were in a blind my grandma had set up. We were watching turkeys when two deer came running out of the trees, and then we heard a loud screech, which we believe was the creature.
My grandparents say they have seen it chasing animals and have heard it several more times. The neighboring ranchers have also reported similar creatures. The search now continues for the thing. Hopefully, we'll get some conclusive evidence soon.
