All right, all right. How's everybody doing? I had a great idea this morning when I woke

up. You know, I've spent so much time doing these long videos yesterday. I put out a one

hour long video and they just they take all day to do. So I'm going to start doing while

I'm busy while I'm working a lot of hours. I'm going to take 30 or 45 minutes in a day or

every other day and do a Dixie short. The one story five to ten minute long videos, just to

keep content going and to continue to put videos out. We'll just call them Dixie short. So this will

be Dixie short number one. Hope you guys like it. All right, here we go.

Oh, the writer's name is Jeremy. It's a short story. And here's what he writes. I have a

Sasquatch or Monkey Man story to share that was told to me by my grandmother. We live in a very

rural part of Southwest Pennsylvania. This area is still more forest than civilization. Back in the late

1930s and early 40s, when this happened, it was even more so. My grandmother was fairly young at the

time, about 12 to 14 years old. Her parents, my great grandparents, were farmers. They lived mainly

off of what they produced on the farm and hunted off the land. Things haven't changed much. We're

still geared towards living off the land in our family. At the time of the encounter, my great

grandparents had a few head of general purpose cattle. They were used for dairy, and then once they

got too old to produce milk, they were used for beef. It all started when these cattle began

acting strange. At first, they just seemed nervous and jittery. They began bellowing a lot,

and their tails were often tucked between their legs, and they were scared. Then they started

kicking and budding. These were all clear signs that something was going on. They just didn't know

what. After a few days of this behavior, some of them all but quit producing milk. There was no

doubt now that the cattle were spooked by something. Everyone thought a bear or a cougar was probably

to blame. Finally, one night the cattle wouldn't come to the barn for feeding or milking. This was

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