DEBORAH LILITH HATSWELL is a phenomenonist, writer, podcaster, Investigator and the founding member of the Being Believed Research and Investigations group. Deborah is the UK’s leading expert on the British Bigfoot and Dogman phenomenon and she has taken or researched over 3,000 personal witness reports from all across the globe. Deborah is based in Lancashire and has formed a team of volunteer investigators researching the many witness reports that are reported each week to BBR. Deborah is a witness herself to an impossible creature that she saw in 1982:
“It took 30 years for me to find an official body that would take myself and my experience seriously. During those years, I found thousands of people in a similar position. Their experiences were with Reptilian or Cryptid Creatures, Alien Beings and Shadow People, Invisible Entities and all manner of Dimensional Entities. Many of the witnesses are abductees who have had a lifetime of interaction. Some families have had to deal with phenomena for generations. There are cattle mutilations and missing people all across the UK.”
PERHAPS I HAD JUST DISTURBED A ‘WILD’ DOG THAT NIGHT? 1982 - WITNESS REPORT “Hi Debbie, I feel compelled to write to you about a strange encounter/experience that I had back in January 1996. I’ve always had an interest in cryptids and ufo sightings. A couple of months ago I seemed to get drawn into the subject of Bigfoot creatures and whilst researching sightings of them in my area which is the Llyn Peninsula & Snowdonia, a memory resurfaced, one which I think I’ve buried over the years. It would have been January 1996, I was living as a student in Derby City. One night walking home from a friend’s house late on a Sunday evening (or very early Monday morning) I was walking along Uttoxeter New Road. Part of the road has a fairly large cemetery on one side, which is separated by hedgerows and metal railings from what I recall. I was alone walking along the pavement when I was startled by an almighty crash as something came through the hedge. I spun round to face something that was snarling and seemed extremely aggressive 150
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towards me. Whatever it was opened its jaws to bear huge fangs and a mouth full of spit. It had a canine-like snout and it tried forcing its jaws between the railings and then it started clamping its fangs on the railings themselves. Presumably to get to me! Once I realised it couldn’t get through the gap in the railings I stepped back to have a look at the creature. At first I thought it was a dog, although it was no species I have to date been able to identify. It was black in colour with a mottled gray muzzle, whiskers, huge fangs and bright yellow eyes. It’s nose was more piggy in appearance and it did not have the slender facial features of say an Alsatian dog. Its ears were pointed. I just remember thinking what the hell is this thing? I then got a hold of my senses and thought if it couldn’t get through the railings, maybe it would try getting over ( I only saw its head). I then ran like hell down the Street and turned around but it had gone. I ran all the way home. Locked the door, put all the lights on and sat there curled up on my bed shaking like a leaf until sunrise. www.lancmag.com
