I thought I would post a thread based on a sighting by a very close friend of mine of a creature best described as a, well, dog headed man. After
being told of my friends experience I did a little research and was amazed to discover the amount of history these creatures have, especially
considering the lack of coverage given to them. First I'd like to give you the details of the sighting then give you a little of what I have found
out about these mysterious creatures and throw it open to you to share any experiences, knowledge or opinions you may have.
The sighting happened about twenty years back in a suburb of Birmingham, England called King's Norton. My friend, who we will call Dave, was
around twenty two years old and he relayed the story to me about two years after it happened. Dave was a very straight chap, not at all interested in
mysteries, paranormal topics, UFOs etc and was well known for his honesty. He knew I was interested in such matters and one night told me he wanted to
share something he hadn't talked about with anyone before.
His story starts with him coming home from a night out with friends in Birmingham city centre, although he had been drinking he stressed he was not
drunk and had a clear head. He got off the night service bus at Kings Norton Green and decided to cut through a large playing field, which sits
opposite the cemetery at The Green, to the canal at the bottom which would have cut about half an hour off his walk home. It was a clear night with
the moon providing a fair amount of light but it was very cold. He started to walk along the path which runs along the edge of the field linking to a
small road before you reach the canal that runs onto a main road.
After walking about a quarter of the length he glanced to his left and saw a very tall man walking parallel with him across the other side of the
field, he estimated that the guy was about seven to eight foot tall which made him look a little more carefully, whilst still walking. He noticed to
his surprise the guy had what appeared to be the head of an Alsatian dog. At first he thought maybe it was a mask of some sort but as he looked he
could see the creatures breath coming from its snout (it was very cold) and there seemed to be a fluid movement as it walked, not the stiff neck
you'd expect from a mask placed over a mans head.
The creature was wearing a long, dark coat and never looked in Dave's direction. Dave panicked a little at this point (he's exact phrase was his
arse was chewing toffee!) and decided to speed up his pace, which he did. He glanced again to his left and was alarmed to see the DHM had matched his
pace but stayed on a parallel course. He stayed calm and continued his brisk walk observing the DHM from the corner of his eye, if the thing changed
it's direction he would run but he still hoped it was all a bad dream or a hoax.
At the bottom instead of crossing the brook that runs along the base of the field leading to the canal he cut right up the small road, just before
he reached the road he broke into a sprint and looked fully at he DHM to see what it would do. It kept pace with him but didn't appear to be running
again maintaining it's parallel course. It stepped over the brook like you would a small puddle at which time Dave had to turn his back making the
sprint to the main road. He said that was the worst part, imagining this thing was right at his back.
At last he reached the main road with a fair bit of traffic to build his confidence and turned to see if this thing had followed him. It was
nowhere to be seen. That's pretty much what he told me, although I will add he was almost in tears as he told me and was shaking, to be honest so was
I.
I didn't put a great deal into it until about ten years back when I was living in Australia and posted his story on a thread in the Fortean Times
forum, which the mods then attached to a thread already running with a number of people talking about their experiences with these dog headed men,
often in large industrial cities in the UK.
This got me into trying to find out as much as I could about these creatures. The first account I could find was obviously Annubis, the Egyptian
god of the underworld, then there's mention of them in Christian lore with Saint Christopher said to have been a dog headed man. Jesus was said to
have cured a dog headed man from it's cannibalistic nature and there was rumour that Prestor Johns kingdom had a tribe of dog headed men. Marco Polo
talks of an island full of DHM and historian Herodotus mentions them in his Histories. Pliny talks of them in his Natural history and Columbus talks
of dog headed people in his New World journeys. Then of course there is the legends of werewolves. What does it all mean? Please share your thoughts
and feelings.
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