Zack pulled out the canvas bag of specially selected scat and poured it out. He picked up the two wooden sticks with extra large feet and carefully walked them away from the scat while disguising his footprints with a tree branch.
He hid in a tree so he could see the reaction of the Bigfoot hunters that he knew where nearby. Years playing the game watching men make idiots of themselves looking for a mythical monster. It was good for local businesses, like his.
The hunters came into view the same moment a powerful hairy arm choked Zack to death!
The Creative Chronicles of Dave Stancliff 