Native American here, Choctaw to be specific. I have a weird story that my mother told me. She grew up in rural Oklahoma. Family is Christian, but the Choctaw stories, legends, and myths are still part of life.
One night, when mom was in her teens, her oldest brother was coming home from work. He worked at a sawmill about five miles from home, and he usually traveled on horseback, but on this night he was walking.
On his way home, he heard an animal following him. He wasn’t worried since he always had his rifle with him, even when he went to work. The family subsisted mainly off hunted game and farming.
This animal followed him for a couple of miles. At one point it would come really close to him and then back off. It was acting as if it wanted him to follow it into the woods. But he knew better, and came home.
The next day, he wasn’t working so he went down the road to the place where the animal had stopped following him. He went into the woods a short distance from the road, and came across a hollowed out tree. These things are a haven for snakes. So he approached it cautiously, and when he got close, he thought he could see a snake inside.
He picked up a large branch and went to poke at what he thought was a snake. Instead of coiling up or slithering away, it just sat there. He thought that maybe it was dead, so he got closer. Disgusted, he jumped back. It was a mound of intestines. He had raised enough farm animals for food, and hunted enough, that he knew right away what they were. He had no idea why they were in the base of the hollowed out tree, but he decided to scrape them out to see what other parts he might find.
It was nothing but a long section of intestine. He examined it a bit but couldn’t tell what animal it came from, but it was big enough that it had to be at least something deer-sized or bigger. He slung it into the brush and decided to walk on up to the country store near the saw mill.
On his way back, near that area again, he heard something in the woods. It was still light out, so he creptPost too long. Click here to view the full text.