07.15.2023 – Nova Scotia

Our group of senior citizens were having a picnic lunch on the Cabot Trail when we glimpsed a large hairy creature along the bank of the water. Thankfully, his back was turned towards us, as he was relieving himself for what seemed to be several uninterrupted minutes. In hindsight, this would’ve been a perfect opportunity to capture such a specimen in a rare, clearly focused photo but the ladies in the party were appalled by his disregard for etiquette and felt it would be in poor taste to immortalize such a moment. The beast looked over his shoulder and gave a nonchalant nod in our direction before vanishing into the woods.

Upon returning to the picnic site, we found our beer cooler, completely emptied and lunch boxes strewn around the grounds. This had to be Beerfoot, right? No other explanation even makes sense.