Spotting Big Foot

When you hear about Big Foot, this is what usually comes to mind…

 

But I’m here to debunk this story. In this post, I will expose the REAL Big Foot and the true nightmare of the reality.

 

For years now, food has been mysteriously disappearing from my refrigerator and pantry. I’ve tripped over tennies that I know could each hold Barbie and six of her friends. The problems have intensified with each passing year.

Finally, I’d had enough. I decided to go on an expedition. I grabbed my hunting robe and strapped on my trapping camera, and this is what I found.

 

 

Yes, I managed to shoot the elusive Big Foot!

 

Surprisingly, if kept fed, Big Foot has a great sense of humor. He even likes to have his photograph taken — he’s not shy. Here are a couple shots we took just to put him into perspective.

 

My nephew, David (far right), is six foot tall.

 

From left to right: My sister-in-law, Cece – size 10 shoe; Big Foot – size 15/16; My daughter, Leighanne – size 7 1/2.

 

The nightmare of this story…Big Foot lives with me!

 

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to find shorts that are long enough (so his knees don’t stick out), the luck of finding a fitting shoe in stock, the expense of custom made shoes? What about the ceaseless trips to the grocery store, just to wake up the next morning to an empty refrigerator?

 

And the scary part…

At a little over six foot four inches, he is still a growing boy!

 

GAH!

If he weren’t SO darned cute…

 

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~ by bloggingexperiments on January 7, 2009.