Dear Sirs,
I found this old photograph in an old trunk which had been left to me by my grandfather. When I was a very young girl, he would tell me stories of the beast which lived under the snow. He never spoke of it in later years. Grandpa passed away a few years ago. But, based on what I remember of his stories, I belive it is a picture of what you seek.
CALLISON, SC--Snowshark sighted in South Carolina. Unusual amounts of snow in South Carolina is obviously causing an unprecedented southern migration of the snowshark. A sighting in the Callison area of Greenwood County has local residents concerned. The beast was supposedly spotted when cattle were heard bawling in a frightened tone. A small herd of cattle was found backed into a fence corner, acting as though their very lives were at stake. Roxie Keller, a local farmer, caught a glimpse of what looked like a white dorsal fin moving through the snow. It only appeared for a brief second before disappearing. "I felt a tingle go up my spine when I saw that thing," Keller said, "It's a feeling I'll never forget." Local residents are asked to remain calm as the snow melts and no evidence of feeding has been found.
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Subject: Sighting?
Maybe this explains what happened to my pet sheep that I had when we lived in Northwest Nebraska. My sweet Fluffy disappeared on Christmas Eve 1963. I went out to the pen to take her a present (a nice warm wool blanket) and found nothing but her left rear hoof (which I immediately recognized), some bloodstains, and her pretty pink bow from her birthday party. I always thought that it must have been our neighbor, Clem Ovine, from down the road who was always jealous that he didn't have a Fluffy of his own. Somehow I feel that this revelation has enabled me to reach closure where Fluffy is concerned.
J. B.
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To: SPS.com
Subject: Gracie
Gentlemen:
After a friend told me about your website, I took a look. I believe this explains the disappearance of my dog Gracie. November past we were skiing near Breckenridge , Colorado. We left her alone only a few minutes. My husband, the kids, and I had retreated to our car for some hot chocolate when the incident occurred. All of our gear and Gracie had been left at the shelter. I had poured the hot chocolate for us when I heard a yelp from Gracie. Not a sound of terror, but rather that of surprise. And there was a muffled sound I can only describe as a "whoosh". We thought that perhaps she had seen a bird or something–she liked to chase birds. But, when we returned to the shelter to continue our outing, Gracie was not to be found. It was horrible. She had been simply consumed. Nothing remained, except blood, bits of hair, and skin. Also her red leather collar with the silver name plate. (Please note the attached photographs) My husband had it made for her by a local jeweler.
Now I believe that my dear Gracie was the victim of a snowshark attack. While my heart holds nothing but hate for these beasts, maybe this letter will help in research that may in some way prevent a fate such a Gracie's happening to other beloved family pets.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Molly K. Jensen
P.S. So touched have I been by this incident, that I have written a book UNCOMMON LOVE which will be published this summer by Salack Press of Terra Haute, IN.
