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Thursday, 20 November 2025

A Few Notes About Observing And Recording

 While a youngster living with my grandparents in a house with a big park behind it (Mina Road Park, St Werburgh's) , I saw an approx. 6 ins (15cms) long what I assume was a caterpillar. This was noticeable as it was climbing up the coal shed wall near the window and was a light fawn-ish colour with  long hair. It was like an old "window mop" and to this day -some 50 years on- I have been unable to find anything that matches. It is possible that it belonged to a more localised species now long gone.

At secondary school (Greenway Boys Secondary Modern Comprehensive, Southmead) science was my big subject and I was one of two boys (the other lost interest) the science tutor asked to help as he analysed a rather mysterious substance found spotted over teachers cars. After a long investigation (of two weeks) we not only identified the substance but found the culprits: the substance was bee waste and the rural science teacher maintained bee hives. Nice warm car in a sunny spot. So it was not a pupil spraying any substance(s) on cars.

In Germany, along with four others I observed something with black, slightly shiny fur jump up from the edge of the forest into the conifers and listened as it made its way through trees. A primate in 1970s Germany?  Oddly, my grandfather noted that he had seen a "sturm geist" (storm ghost/spirit) some time before sat on a tree stump near the same spot and told me that it had jumped up a fair distance into the trees and made off.

I did not challenge his identification although a primate seemed far more likely. Oddly, one of my cousins was violently opposed to our having seen anything but a "Kormoran" (cormorant) which was rather unlikely. He had not been present or seen what we had but red faced he angrily told us that was what we saw.  We just said "Okay" and let it go!


One sunny day, as the family drove back into Dalborn I spotted on a hill a blackish animal moving from a field to forestry.  I thought "Great -a badger!"  But I asked the then ranger-cum-burgermeister „Gibt es hier Dachse?“ (you have badgers around here?) I was told bluntly "no". I described what I had seen but the lack of interest was amazing. If he had not seen it he did not believe it was there.

Even the night was hot on that stay and in the country that meant midges: miniscule little insects that buzzed by your ear and sounding like a Messerschmidt in full flight!  I wanted a little fresh air and the open window beckoned. looked out of the window  some 3 feet (90cms) above the ground and heard a noise so naturally assumed it must be a rat of which there were a few around the farm. I looked down and looking up at me was what I could only describe as "a black fox with white face markings". 

My camera was on the bedside table so I slowly reached for it but grabbed it as it was about to fall and then -the black fox was gone. The next day I told the family. Big laugh and "Oh Herr Professor was dreaming!"   So I turned to other locals including the ranger.  I was a big joke after asking around about this animal.  I did wonder whether I would have gotten a better reception if I had said I'd seen Bigfoot!

 Back home in England I went straight to my books and I found out that  I had seen a raccoon dog -the first reported in that part of Germany.  Next year, armed with this information I turned to people who had doubted me in the village and the response was "Yes. We know" -apparently someone had checked after I left for home and everyone now knew about the "Marderhund".   No apologies for having thought I was dreaming the year before, though!

An escaped primate (or storm spirit!) and a raccoon dog were far from the only things I observed on my stays in Germany and elsewhere. The thing is to always observe and record what you can and always research what you saw because books are far better sources of knowledge than the internet.  My German family nick-named me "Herr Professor" because if I was not reading I was constantly observing so I'll take that one!

Wednesday, 19 November 2025

The Monster of the Forest of Mouliere

 It is a rather peculiar thing that, because there are no straight forward answers or no one has bothered carrying out research, you will find many wildlife mysteries in literature from the fringes -in this case from a UFO magazine of all things!

Unlike the magazine itself I went straight to the original source not that this helped much but I hope one day to at least have a very educated guess at what Ricochon's "monster" was

This is taken from Strange and Mysterious Beasts

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     Perhaps one of the oddest cases I have on file was never fully investigated, that I am aware of. The July / August, 1970 edition of the Flying Saucer Review (1) carried an article by Jean-Claude Baillon, Secretary of Cercle d’Information des Phenomenes Insolites (CIESPI) of France, titled “Eerie Night At The Chateau des Martins”. M. Baillon had been visiting his brother-in-law and sister during August, 1969 at the chateau when he was told about an event that had taken place there around the 16th February of that year.

 

Above: La Comtesse Dash in later life (c)2025 Hooper Archives

     It had been a pitch-black, Moonless night and the caretaker, a M. Meingault, was in his kitchen when he had heard the three mares and two colts in the park galloping about.  M. Maingault realized that something was obviously disturbing the horses and so went to check on them: he had only taken a few paces at the top of the chateau steps when the horses bolted past at full speed.  Something had definitely scared the horses and, on looking around, M. Meingault saw, near a clump of bushes near the paddock fence, a pair of intensely bright, shining eyes. The caretaker then went back indoors.

     M. Meingault decided that he needed to investigate and so armed himself with a gun before going outside and making a very difficult inspection around the chateau in darkness.  He then saw the horses bolt through a thicket that they would normally avoid because of the risk of injury and then, for just a “few fleeting moments”, M. Meingault had the impression that “there was a shadow” pursuing the horses.  What he did next seems very odd.

     M. Meingault fired the gun a few times to see if it might scare of the “attacker” but, on seeing that the horses would not calm down…he went back indoors and to bed!

 


Above: a shelter in the Mouliere Forest. One can almost imagine Ricochon strolling home through the forest not suspecting anything untoward was going to occur. (c)2025 Hooper archives

     It seems almost unbelievable that a caretaker believing that the horses were being chased by someone / some thing and seeing the glowing eyes, had gone indoors, armed himself.  He had then inspected the area around the chateau in the dark, thought he saw something and fired shots at it.  On seeing that the horses would not calm down he decided to go to bed.  No alarm was raised.  Horses were / are valuable animals and could have been injured or killed by something, some animal, but M. Meingault just went to bed.

 

     M. Baillon’s sister confirmed that the horses were still disturbed next morning and that considerable damage had been done to the paddock fence –which was very solid in structure with thick posts and yet, it had been smashed in ten places. M. Baillon, like any good investigator –who should never be “off duty”- pressed M. Meingault to try to remember more.  The eyes were about 3 feet (90 ms) above the ground and were like those of a tiger but very bright –as the caretaker had no torch, this was not reflected light.  But darkness had prevented the man from seeing anything else.  A dog was ruled out, which makes sense since a dog chasing tends to get excited and barks.

     Could it have been a large, exotic felid?  Say a panther or a puma? 

     Well, if there is one thing I have learnt over the last forty years it is that a puma will have no problem taking down a colt.  If a panther or a puma were attacking the horses they would have signs of such an attack and I am guessing that there were no unusual tracks found. 

     As for it being someone trying to steal a colt or horse –this seems very unlikely. What type of person can chase and keep up with horses in full bolt?

     Then M. Baillon, quite by chance, came across an article in the local newspaper (2) dealing with a local legend –“The Monster of the Forest of Mouliere”.  Chateau des Martins lies just inside the south-western tip of the forest.  The source of the story was La Comtesse Dash’s (1804-1873) Memoires Des Autres (3), and I shall quote the account in full:

     “In former times in the countryside of Poitiers many people held that at night, and particularly at certain times of the year, one could chiefly hear, and sometimes also could see, fantastic animals flitting about above the clouds.  They called it La chasse-galerie!

     “Around the year 1830, a gamekeeper of the forest Mouliere had been celebrating joyously and copiously one night with some friends after a particularly successful wolf-hunt.


     “At about midnight, following upon this agreeable and ‘well irrigated’ evening session, the gamekeeper was returning in a gay mood to his home in the forest.  The sky was sprinkled with stars and the cold was particularly sharp on that February night.

     “Ricochon (for such was the name of our hero) had his loaded gun on his shoulder and as he strode along he was keeping an eye open for any noxious creature that might come within range of him.  His temporary state of euphoria had not caused him to lose his inborn hunter’s sense.

     “When he had reached a point not far from his little house in the forest, he suddenly heard a rushing sound of wings that seemed like the passage of a flight of bats. ‘Ha! Ha!’ quoth he to himself: ‘Its la chasse-galerie!’

     “Emboldened by the good wine ingested in more than substantial quantity, he told himself that ‘Lucifer’s deer’ would make a good target and one that he would, when all was said and done, be happy to be able to contemplate at close quarters.

   “Suddenly a dense black cloud blotted out the starlight and at the same moment a strange and deafening noise was heard.  He raised his gun to his shoulder and fired at the dark mass.  A fearful piercing cry rang out, and a shapeless and inert mass fell at his feet.  Terrified, Ricochon dashed off home, slammed the door and shot the heavy bolt behind him.

     “Never in his life had he known such fear.  Completely sobered up by now, he had no illusions about the situation in which he found himself: he had just shot one of the Devil’s own creatures, and revenge would be terrible…Alone in the forest, without help, how could he escape from the danger? ‘Ah, mon dieu’, said he, ‘if I come through this night alright, I’ll go into town straight away tomorrow to get some holy water, a crucifix, and some statues of the Holy Virgin and of good Saint Radegonde…’

     “The formulation of this firm intention restored some of his courage.  He said some prayers, though still trembling at the least sound and expecting to see that Horrible monster, the Devil, appear before him.

     “And thus, in anguish of soul, he awaited the dawn, not daring to venture forth before it, and hoping that when the moment arrived he would in fact be unable to find the creature he had shot.

     “But when he had gone but a few steps from his house a shudder ran through him.  For he now beheld the object of his terror, lying in a pool of blood.

     “Recovering his composure finally, he told himself that the creature was after all well and truly dead.  All the same he approached it gingerly and apprehensively, trembling in every limb.  For surely indeed this must be the Beast of the Apocalypse!

     “and now what was he to do with the Monster?  It was indeed a big problem.  Should he just bury it and tell nobody?  But then, what a pity! His exploit deserved to be told…

     “After musing at length upon the problem, he harnessed his horse to his biggest cart and tried to lift his unusual ’game’, to get it on the cart.  The operation was a difficult one, but finally, with a little help from his imagination, he rigged up a sort of winch and completed the task.

     “Then, this arduous job completed, he covered the carcass with straw and set out for Poitiers.

     “At first, the horse’s legs trembled so much that it could scarcely move, but after a few good strokes of the whip it began to gallop at full pelt as if trying to flee from some danger behind it

     “At long last, Ricochon reached his goal, the police station.  The Prefect de Police viewed the Monster, and forbade the gamekeeper to say a word about it to anybody.  In a moment of half-confidence the gamekeeper subsequently declared however to someone that ‘his beast’ had a horrible human head, surmounted by enormous horns”.

     Considering that “at certain times of the year” La chasse-galerie could be seen above the clouds it seems what is being described are periodic meteor showers.  Remember that “rocks falling from the skies” was still a new idea.  We should not look at this as being anything more “other worldly”.

     When we come to the beast we are left puzzled.  The “horrible human head” with horns may have been a later addition.  We know that it made “a strange and deafening noise” but this is all we really know about it other than that it was big.  A healthy gamekeeper should have had no trouble throwing a dead bird onto a cart but what type of bird we do not know –if it was a bird. We know that a dark mass blotted out the stars and Ricochon shot it, however, was this something flying or something leaping from a tree?

   The largest living bird, the Eurasian black vulture (Aegypius monachus) can reach a maximum length of 3.9 inches (1.2 m) with a wingspan of 10 feet (3 m) and weighing in at 31 lbs (14 kg).   The Western limits of its range are thought to be Spain and Portugal as well as Greece and Turkey, but not France –though a population has now been introduced in southern France.  But not in 1830 that we know of and, even if Ricochon shot a “stray” then he would know that it was a vulture.

     Was this a mammal –a quadruped – that the gamekeeper shot? Reading the account, it seems that the horse may not have found the load it was meant to tow too heavy but, possibly, terrifying.  Was it perhaps a predator?  Horses do react to living or dead predators they come across.  Would a big bird scare it?  Once whipped, the horse towed cart, Ricochon and the “Monster” at full pelt to Poitiers so it was not heavy enough to warrant horse legs shaking from strain.

     It is interesting that the “Monster” obviously never was kept secret since there was a saying in Poitiers –“as ugly as Ricochon’s beast!”

     At this period, and a long time before, the French were know for their scientific curiosity and cataloguing so what did the Prefect de Police do with the Monster? Presumably his superiors would send someone to look at the creature and that person would more likely be a naturalist or biologist.  In that case, as is still the case today (though cameras have become tool), a sketch or drawing would have been made and that might –might- be the only way of finding out what was shot. 

A local museum archives?  

In a local library or, perhaps, even the French Natural History Museum?

     If anyone in France wants a challenge then this is the case for you.

    


 

(1)      Eerie Night At The Chateau des Martins, Baillon, Jean-Claude, Flying Saucer

          Review, Vol. 16, no. 4, July / August, 1970, pp. 24-26

 

(2)      Centre-Presse 22nd August, 1969

 

(3)      Memoires Des Autres Par La Comtesse Dash -Souvenirs Anecdotiques sur Le

          Premier Empire Et Les Cent Jours, Saint-Mars, Gabrielle Anne Cisterne de

          Courtiras, Vicomtesse de, A La Librairie Illustree (Paris), 1896: pp. 267-271


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This book covers a number of French mystery beasts including The Beast of Gevaudan which has been called the most "extensive examination of the incidents in English or French" (24pp in total.


I was told that it was probably a good idea not to reveal all of the contents of the new book. Fair enough. It is 324 pages with lots of photographs.  If you have read one of my previous books then I will point out that this new look at the chupacabra is expanded on.  I have managed to draw some conclusions on certain previously unidentified beasts. 

I am guessing that the conclusions in the chapter on the Shunka Warak'in and the famous stuffed and mounted specimen are going to really upset some cryptozoologists.

In High Strangeness and UFO Contact? I looked at the faults in Ufology and how the subject needed drastic overhauling and I do the same here regarding mystery animal research which seems to be full of charlatans and liars out to make money rather than look for the truth. I try to give anyone approaching the subject matter some advice and guidelines but 'cryptozoology' and 'cryptozoologist' are two words they ought not to use.

Strange & Mysterious Beasts is the smaller format book while Mysterious & Strange Beasts is the standard larger A4 format.

IGNORE the "only ships from North America" as that is just a site message error

I need to point out that, much though I really do want to avoid this, US taxes are not leaving me much in the way of profit from sales.  I really do not want to increase book prices since I think that at the moment they are fair (considering what a purchaser gets and the amount of my work that gets plagiarized).  I am told that it has to be an option, however, I have until 1st February, 2018 to decide.

Anyway, enough publisher waffle, here are some of the contents:
 
The Monster of the Forest of Mouliere  
The Beast of Lyonnais  
The Beast of Cevennes, Gard and Vivarais     
The Beast of Sarlat   
The Beast of Gevaudan    
British Man Beasts    
Bigfoot and Werewolves in the West Midlands   
The Strange Creature in Repton Woods  
Bigfoot Returns – To Kent!      
Werewolf!        
The Curious and Frightening Case of the Hull Werewolf      
The Gnome of Girona    
The Caponi Close Encounters and Photographs      
Return of the Shark Killing Thing –a Possible Identification   
The Dingellchough Mystery Creature 
The Unidentified Corfu Sea Creature          
Strange Sea Creature Found In Persian Gulf    
The Devil of Gatagon     
The Supernatural Invasion: Slender-man and Black Eyed Kids   
The Sheep Killer of Niali     
Mystery Creature of the Bay of Flamanville  
Things Caught on Camera –Fact and Fiction   
The Bat Creatures     
The Owl-man  
The British Pig-man and Snake-man   
The Pictish Beast             
Shunka Warak'in –A Hyena Too Far?  

The Beast Of Faudiere -The Investigation Continues -Un cas pour nos amis français Update 19 11 25

 

  I have emailed local authorities and keepers of archives in the areas mentioned and to date not a single response. I assume that it must be beneath them to check archives. Up to the early 2000s communications with people and bodies in France were excellent. It just appears that since the advent of the internet and emails  everything just died off.

If anyone in France can carry out checks on this case I would really appreciate it (my 16% French DNA would!)

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Please bear with me since a wildlife mystery involving a rather odd canid (or other animal) literally drags me in and as an historical researcher and archivist....

 Since the 1970s I have blundered into one wild canid mystery after another. In some cases, such as Charles Forts mythical "killer canids of Cavan" -there was no such thing. The "Beast of Ennerdale" was another and so was the "Beast of Gevaudan" .

In the Cavan case it took over 30 years to get access to the records of the "Ennis Asylum" where 'victims' were sent. Charles Hoy Fort (who gave his name to the equally dubious "Forteana") was either a very bad researcher, added 'details' that were made up to spice a story up or a downright liar.  Yes, I have read the 1942 edition of The Books of Charles Fort so many times that I know their contents better than my own books!

The Beast of Gevaudan, Forteans and cryptozoologists will give you a number of explanations for and I have read and heard certain Forteans literally dribble over the "childe serial killer who was covering up his sexual crimes". I ought to point out that that particular explanation has absolutely no facts to back it up.  Communicating with French museums I eventually communicated with the curator of one who had produced a paper on the Beast and clearly identified it as a striped hyena.  Wolves were the "great enemy" in France and still are (see the Red Paper 2010 for a history of wolves and encounters in France -not included in the 2022 edition).

But researcher 18th and 19th centuries newspaper and journal archives I discovered many things -including a gorilla brought to England in 1801 (detailed in Some More Things Strange and Sinister).

Frederic Remington "Moonlight Wolf", C. 1909

One thing I discovered and gave details on in Strange and Mysterious Beasts were the number of cases of "Beast of ----" in France and how they may have linked to another incident in England in the late 19th century. As unbelievable as the solution to these various beasts is the evidence points to it being correct.

I may not (very unlikely I do have) another 30 years to dig into this particular case but if any French reader or researcher can help out with archive checking in France it would be appreciated.

It is a very brief item.  Almost unnoticeable if you scan through faded print too quickly:

 “A Letter from Nantes, dated July 19, says,

                    “Yesterday evening about eight o’clock, a wild
                    beast devoured two girls,one about twelve, and
                    the other seven years of age, the daughters of a
                    farmer in the Commune of Chevroliere.  The
                    animal immediately after took shelter in the fo-
                    rest of Faudiere.  It appeared to be larger than
                    a wolf, had a snout about a foot long, and a very
                    formidable set of teeth.”

The account has no thrills or high drama.  Everything is stated precisely.  I have heard the line "ill educated French peasants" used too many times to explain such incidents away.  Peasant or of "higher standing" -all knew what a wolf looked like and the assumption here is that we are only reading about a small part of the incident. The locals knew where the animal had taken shelter and had quite obviously seen it -they were able to state that it was bigger than a wolf and that it had a long snout with a "formidable set of teeth" -indicating that someone got close enough.

What is bigger than a wolf with a long snout and took the time to kill and (partially?) devour two young girls?  Believe me, I would like to say a starving or, maybe, rabies infected wolf.  I covered the history of French wolf accounts in The Red Paper (I) Canids. Again and again there are accounts of people being very familiar with wolves so to say a French person at this time would see a wolf and not be able to identify it is like saying someone sees a fox and is dumb-founded.


Having proven beyond any real doubt just what The Beast of Gevaudan and the Girt Dog of Ennerdale (read Some Things Strange And Sinister) had been, I tried long and hard to identify or even get additional information on a French case of 1800.  If any existing or would-be investigator of the mysterious  could come up with more than a non-French speaking / reading English idiot (me) could then I would give a big cheer.

I have now continuously searched the internet since 2008, originally once a week and then once a month but all I came up with was my account of what happened.  I have scoured as many of the newspaper titles as I can from the United Kingdom at that time.  However, in the early days news was received in letter form from Englishmen or travellers abroad –everything from food shortages, crime and much more.    

It may well be that some other newspaper also published a piece on this but it is more than likely only one did!

However, things to consider: the news of the attack had reached Nantes and was obviously reported on if a correspondent considered it newsworthy enough to go through the rigmarole of sending a letter from France to inform the Caledonian Mercury about it.  One assumes (hopes) that there is some archival record in Chevroliere or, if not, then, hopefully in Nantes?

We even have the date of the attack -18th July, 1830.  So one assumes that anything in print appeared after the 18th, including news of any possible hunts or the burial of the victims.

This is where French researchers who know the newspaper / local record system can help. 

So, if not a wolf, just what was The Beast Of Faudiere?

Hyena and Jackal. Seriously.

 I was reminded today of a time that I was being interviewed by the BBC (before I blacklisted them in 1997) for a Radio 4 programme.  We had briefly covered my work with exotics in the UK and there was an element of frustration from the BBC reporter that I would not discuss the work I did with UK police forces. I had explained that I was on the Partners Against Wildlife Crime list of experts and that I was also covered by the then Public Records Act (is that still a thing?). I advised forces and forces had observers contact me and so there was back and forth and like the police I treated people I spoke to in the greatest confidentiality -in fact in some cases it was the only way to get them to tell me what they saw and not fear ridicule or their name all over newspapers. I would not betray that confidence or today.

The BBC reporter was looking through notes and then seemed to have an idea: "How about telling us what animals have influenced you and your work?" There was a smile as the poor reporter expected something good.

I spoke for 30 minutes on jackals and hyenas. All the time the reporter was making notes and seemed as though on the verge of a breakthrough. "We have those in the UK -you've had reports come in?"  Although I had explained everything the reporter's ears were selective in what they heard. 

I had once had to travel across Bristol, after a snow storm disrupted roads, to get to BBC Whiteladies Road studio to be interviewed by a radio 5 reporter. A two hour journey there and another two hours home after an hour long interview.  Altogether 55 minutes had been recorded. I waited for the segment on the radio days later. One minute. Five hours of my life wasted and never compensated as promised for a just about 1 minute sound bite. That could have been done over the phone.

Franklyn A Davin-Wilson c 1977 (c)2025 T. Hooper

When it comes to the question of "Why jackals?" the answer is simple.Around 1977 I was at a meeting of the British Flying Saucer Bureau in Bristol. I was invited by an astronomer who only informed me just before that he would not attend "You do your stuff" he told me...I still have no idea what my "stuff" was.  Anyway, I was approached by a short man with rather odd clothing and a flattened "Russian Diplomat" style hat: Franklyn Angus Davin-Wilson He smiled at me and said "Your new here, aren't you?" As he held out his hand his smiled showed two long vampire fangs. He was rather disappointed at my reaction -people were usually either taken aback jumped back. I learnt that the teeth were actually from a dead fox and a dentist friend had made a false set of teeth for him to wear.  He smiled again and told me that he liked the lack of panic "I think we are going to be friends" he told me.

During our following conversation he learnt of my interest in wildlife. As it happened he was also a very keen naturalist and I later inherited his collection of 19th century books on lepidoptera, arachnids and beetles.  He asked what I thought about the "Vampire sheep slayer of Badminton" to which my response was that I had never heard of vampire sheep before; "Yes, they never thought that title through" was his response. The killing of sheep and draining of blood from their bodies had been reported on by Charles Hoy Fort (after who the "Forteans" name themselves). Fort had an habit of misreporting or even giving sources that contained none of what he included in his books.  I have dealt with these incidents in both the 2010 and updated 2022 Red Paper Canids.

It took a few years of trawling through old newspapers at the Bristol Central Library before I had amassed a good amount of information on the case.  It could be said that this was my first Jackal in the UK case.

Golden Jackal (c)2025 respective copyright owner

The Sevenoaks jackal was another (sadly, all of the cryptozoologists and Forteans who use my material never credit me).  I had no idea at the time that for almost 50 years I would be studying jackals  or that it would lead me to discovering why jackals were in the UK and the standard explanation was always that they had escaped travel;ling menageries (I leave out the brainless theory that they were somehow supernaturally transported here and then vanished).

Oddly, this led into my research on coyotes in the UK and wolves -again fully explained in my books even though at first I doubted what I had found as it was all in plain sight and easily findable but people had forgotten or preferred fantasy or dogma over fact. Incidentally, a lot of these 'mystery canid' reports come from the same areas where we get (historically to today) puma, lynx and panther reports: big hunting estates.

What about the hyena then?  Again, late 1970s I was told about this mystery creature known as "The Beast of Gevaudan"  that slaughtered live stock and people between 1764-1767 in France. Forteans and cryptozoologist had it marked down as a paranormal creature, a werewolf (I'm not joking), a Dire wolf -an extinct species of canine which was native to the Americas during the Late Pleistocene and Early Holocene epochs (125,000–10,000 years ago). Other Forteans seem to almost relish the theory that the 'beast' was a child sex killer (again, I am not joking) despite not all the victims being young or human.

There were certain t6hings in the accounts that as I read them struck a memory and the animal I had in mind was neither a "freak gigantic wolf"  nor an extinct species. I was thinking of hyena. Today "copy and paste" is almost -it is- standard for people writing on these topics since they have no idea everything they need is in what someone wrote before them...and that writer probably also copied from someone else. No one seems to have looked at how the animal attacked and killed or the geography of the area.

Back in those days before the internet you wrote letters and it might take a week or two but you got responses. It takes a minute for an email to out out and no one responds now. But, as outlined in Mysterious and Strange Beasts, I received a reply and a paper published by a museum and it clearly identified the beast as a hyena. The fur was in storage up until (possibly) 1950s when it went "missing". The British press of the day even mocked the French over being messed about by a hyena.  

A one off hyena killer. Well, uh, not really because there were other "beasts" in France at the time and some of those appear to have been hyena. Remnant population spreading out across a part of France or escapees breeding and living wild -that we cannot answer, However, after many decades I am still trying to find one last piece of evidence that may indicate that there was a population that eventually died off through inbreeding (I am currently trying to find a copy of that source).

hyena (c)2025 respective copyright owner

People think I am odd because I like hyena (or "hyenas" if you prefer). But I am still studying and researching hyena as I am jackals I have hefty files and one day I hope these may help promote further historical research as everything is referenced -sometimes with more than four reference sources.

That hyena and jackals crop up in my work on Old British foxes and even wild dogs should not be surprising. For many involved in Fortean or cryptozoology "it was a clearly identified dog" is not sensationalist or sexy enough to sell magazines or books. It always has to be "A previously unknown big cat"/ "Hyena"/ "Dire wolf"/ or "paraform (paranormal) creature".

Saturday, 15 November 2025

SWEDEN’S WORST WOLF HUNT PLANNED

 



Sweden has approved one of its harshest wolf hunts in years — allowing up to 48 wolves to be shot between 2 January and 15 February 2026.
For a country with only around 350 wolves left, that number is staggering.
The government has quietly lowered its “desired” population from 300 down to 170 wolves — a target many biologists say is far too low to keep the population genetically healthy. The goal is clear: fewer wolves, whatever the cost.
The 2026 hunt will take place across nine territories in five counties, targeting entire family groups. Meanwhile, Värmland, once a stronghold for wolves, has been removed from the hunt not because it’s thriving — but because its wolf numbers have already plunged after years of pressure.
Officials blame “conflicts,” yet most livestock attacks remain preventable with proper protection, and illegal killings still go largely unpunished. Conservationists warn that Sweden is slowly carving away one of Europe’s smallest wolf populations — and calling it “management.”
And with the EU now considering downgrading wolves from “strictly protected” to simply “protected,” these culls could soon become even easier to justify.
Forty-eight wolves. Packs with names. Territories with histories. Family groups that raise pups, mourn losses, and shape entire ecosystems.
This isn’t just numbers on a quota sheet.
It’s lives.
And Sweden is running out of them.
Here’s a petition you can sign if you are a Swedish resident
Protect Sweden’s Endangered Wolves – Stop the cull

A Few Notes About Observing And Recording

 W hile a youngster living with my grandparents in a house with a big park behind it (Mina Road Park, St Werburgh's) , I saw an approx. ...