While walking her dog (see a pattern here?) in the Freetown State Forest one early morning in April, Joan had an encounter with one of our vertically challenged friends. Her dog, Sid, began to act on edge and strayed a few feet off the path. She followed him into the woods where she saw what she described as a troll standing on a rock. The creature was about 10 ft away so she was able to get a good look.
The creature she said had pale gray skin, was about 2 ft tall, had the face of a chipmunk, hair on his arms and the top of his head. She then went on to describe my favorite feature of pukwudgies. She said she couldn’t tell if he was wearing clothes or not because he had a pot belly that hung over his waist almost down to his knees. After covid lockdown, I think a lot of us can relate.
Both Joan and the pukwudgie just froze and stared at each other until Sid, being the pragmatic member of the bunch, decided it was time to go and dragged Joan back to the path with him. She said the encounter last about 30 seconds but the fear she experienced has stayed with her for years. Had Sid not been there, would Joan have fallen victim to the pukwudgie trance and been led to her death?
After the initial encounter, Joan reported multiple strange incidents in her home. There were 3 times where she woke up to see the creature peeking into her bedroom window. Pukwudgies aren't known to respect boundaries and personal space. How many times was he watching her and she didn't wake up and catch the tiny peeping Tom? And how did he reach the window anyway?
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