Squonk, Glas Gaibhnenn, and Personal Experiences

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Welcome to the first episode of Hidden Creatures mcfap Encounters with Father and Son.

Mcfap stands for mythical cryptid Fae, slash fairy, alien and paranormal.

So what we are doing here, as the name suggests, father and son, we're looking at the relationships between the mcfap umbrella.

Again, mythical cryptid, fairy fae, alien, paranormal, you know, trying to try to explore if they're all related or if they're each their individual category.

In order to do that, we're going to be interviewing people who have a lot of really interesting interviews lined up for this season.

We have interviews with people who've experienced a witch, Bigfoot, ghosts, aliens, aliens, a folklore, a folklorist who specializes in Southern Appalachia, or Appalachia, I guess, depending on where you're from.

Depends on how you pronounce it.

So we're gonna be doing that.

So some of our episodes are going to be doing those interviews, and other episodes are just gonna be the two of us doing sort of dives into creatures.

So this being our first interview, we decided we should sort of introduce ourselves, talk about some strange experiences we have had, and then we are each going to talk about a creature.

We have each chosen a creature.

Rainy, your creature is the glass Gabby lamb, I think.

Yeah, I think so.

And mine is the squonk.

We will.

We will tell some of our own stories first, and then we'll get into the creatures.

And then episode two, we are slated to interview the witch.

So.

Okay, so we're gonna start with my.

My experiences.

My first experience, I'm gonna refer to it as the property.

And we're gonna be talking to quite a few people who have had experiences on the property as well, including me.

So I've been sort of on and off the property for the past 20 years and have had a slew of experiences.

We're going to talk about one today.

Yeah, and just about.

Just about anybody who spent any kind of time out there has had some.

Kind of weird experience.

Some kind of weird experience.

So we're going to be talking about quite a few of those over.

Over our journey through this podcast.

But today we're talking about mine.

So my first experience about 20 years ago, we were out there and it was like a.

Sort of like a summer camp for kids.

And before.

And this was the first year it was active.

Before we had.

Was just sort of an abandoned property for a while.

And it's pretty big property, combination of, like, fields, like hilly fields, and like, forested areas.

One night I was.

I was doing an overnight shift and I was down where the kids slept, just to make sure the kids didn't do kid type stuff.

So it was me and a couple other.

Couple other staff members at the time.

And where they slept was up on top of the hill.

And so it was like you know, sort of clear like pasture area, fieldy area and then going down the hill into a hollow or a holler depending on where you're from.

It got.

It got sort of wooded but there wasn't like down in the bottom there wasn't a lot of underbr.

So it was more like park like I guess, you know, a bunch of trees, sort of older trees, but not a lot of undergrowth.

We were up there and we heard this sound that sounded similar to a male deer buck sort of huffing or blowing.

And it's.

It's sort of this like in my imitation it's going to sound nothing like what it really.

But you'll get sort of a vague idea if you've never heard it before.

It's like a sort of like this deep, longy, throaty, you know where they just forced sort of this like it sounds like that roughly.

So me being the person I am, we had this big spotlight.

So I took the spotlight, shine it down in the woods because I wanted to see some deer.

And this one sounded really big.

So I really wanted to see like a really big deer.

And didn't see anything.

It was quiet, you know.

Five minutes later or so, heard the noise again, shine the spotlight again, didn't see anything again.

Five minutes later, exact same thing.

Heard the noise, shine the spotlight, didn't see anything.

It's not that important.

I was like.

And whatever.

So we had a.

Like a little shack that we could go into.

There's a computer in there, like a refrigerator, some chairs.

So I went in and sat down in the shack.

And it was small, it's like maybe, maybe 10 by 10 wooden.

The door faced like where the kids slept.

Had windows on the other three sides and the back in the back of the shack faced down into the.

The holler.

So I went, sat down, was sitting down for however long, 5, 10 minutes and something big hit the back of that shack hard enough to make it shake.

And then you could hear runoff, screaming, yelling.

It was more of a yell than scream but it was this sort of deep guttural, but at the same time sort of high pitched noise.

So I jumped out, grabbed the flash, grab the spotlight, you know, whatever.

Didn't see anything but we could hear it running.

It was big and it was by.

By bipedal.

Bipedal, however you pronounce it, meaning it was running on two feet.

And things running on two feet sound a lot different than things running on four feet.

And this definitely sounded like it was running on two feet.

Didn't see anything.

All I could do is hear it.

I could hear it running and I could hear it making this guttural, low, but also high pitched noise.

And I realize something can't be low and high at the same time.

Cancel each other out.

I get it.

But that's what it sounded like.

Talked with, talk with the other people on.

Like none of us knew what could be nothing.

And this was in north Alabama and nothing we know of that lived in the area or lives in the era is a that size that's strong and makes that noise, you know.

So it wasn't like it wasn't a wild pig, it wasn't a bear, it wasn't a deer, it wasn't an owl, it wasn't a mountain lion.

I spent a lot of time in the woods and nothing I've ever experienced sound or moved like that.

Next morning people came, you know, talking to the people run the place and all that.

So I told them about it.

Like, ah, you know, it's probably an owl.

An owl probably ran into the back of it.

Exactly.

It was not.

Now like owls like sort of look big but there are a lot of feathers and they aren't like, they aren't.

Don't have that much mass to them.

And now couldn't have hit it hard enough to make it move.

Like, oh, maybe a deer ran into the back.

No, wasn't a deer, wasn't a bear.

Like it, like I said, it was nothing that I've ever had an experience with.

Yeah.

And that was that just this crazy experience didn't really happen again to me out there.

But it was definitely, definitely a crazy, crazy experience.

No question.

Sorry.

Yeah.

How fast was it running?

It was running fast.

I would say at at least as fast as a person could sprint, like full out.

But they, this creature like maintained it.

So it wasn't, you know, people can only sprint for so long.

Like this creature maintained that speed until I couldn't hear it anymore.

Like it.

Yeah, it was, it was fast and moving and like it was running through woods.

Like there wasn't a lot of undergrowth.

There was still some undergrowth and there, you know, trees are down.

So you had, you have to clear, you know, logs and stuff like that.

And it was the middle of the night, so it was dark.

So imagine sprinting all out through the woods at night.

How long could you hear it running?

That's a good question.

I'd say a couple of minutes.

A couple of minutes.

Okay.

My next encounter.

I guess I'm gonna talk about three encounters.

My next counter or weird thing happened in the.

In the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.

I was leaving a backpacking trip.

Kids, one other staff member.

Southern edge of the Smoky Mountains.

There's a big lake.

There used to be a river there.

Dammed up the river, you know, created a big lake, and people lived along it.

So.

So they had to move all those people out.

But part of the deal was they were going to build.

They were going to build a road so people could get back in and get to those, you know, their sort of home sites and their towns and their cemeteries and graveyards.

And so they.

The, you know, park service government started building a road.

In the beginning, the road went through the mountains.

They had to, you know, dig a tunnel.

However, once they got the tunnel built, that's how they weren't going to make the road anymore.

So the start of the trail, you have to walk through this long tunnel that was built for a road, but they never put a road there.

So anyway, you walk through tunnel, trail, whatever drop down, and that trail, you know, sort of goes the length of the.

Or the width of the Smokies along the.

Along the lake there.

And I believe it's called the Lakeshore Trail.

But anyway, we got in and, you know, the first big trail coming up off the lake, more going more into the park.

I believe it's called the Forney Creek Trail.

So the first night we camped, you know, right there where.

Where Lakeshore met forty Creek.

The next day, we headed up Forney Creek Trail, about 10 miles.

As we go on the other.

The other, you know, staff member and I, or the other staff member know, she just sort of got sort of slower as the day went on, and slower and slower.

So I pulled her aside.

I was like, hey, you know, what's going on?

Notice, moving too quickly.

They expressed to me that their foot was bothering them.

So I was like, okay, well, you know, we'll just take it easy, get to camp, figure it out.

Got to camp, talk to them.

A couple years prior, they're in a really bad car accident.

Messed up their foot.

Really bad foot.

Basically had to be completely rebuilt.

A bunch of, like, screws and nuts and bolts and plates and whatever.

And the foot really bothered him.

So I said, hey, check it out.

We can do a couple things for.

We can wake up in the morning.

If you're feeling better, we can keep going.

If you're not feeling better, we can just take a day off, Hang out here.

You know that your foot recuperates some.

We'll make call in the morning.

Woke up the next morning, the person's like, you know, my foot, my foot is no good.

We'll just stay here.

So we stayed there that day, you know, checked in on them throughout the day.

End of the day, you know, they're like, yeah, foot, foot's still not feeling great.

I don't think we can go any further.

So we came up with a plan.

We're like, look, here's what we'll do.

We'll just, we'll hike back out.

But tomorrow we won't do it all in one day because it was like, it was like a 14 mile hike out.

I was like, but tomorrow, you know, we have to do 10 miles back to, back to the, you know, campsite A.

But this is what we'll do.

I'll wake up early, I'll run my stuff back to that campsite, I'll drop my stuff, I'll come back up, I'll pick up you and the kids, I'll carry all of your stuff, and then we'll head back out.

So basically I was doing a 30 mile hike that day.

A lot.

Yes, that is a lot.

And usually when I'm hiking and backpacking, I like, I like to take my time, I like to see the sights, I like to take in nature.

You know, I don't, I don't like to rush through it.

Like, you know, I'm, I'm known for.

If you come across a nice rock, a nice vista, a nice field in the south here we have what's called balds, which are, you know, tops of mountains that, that, you know, there's no growth on them, so just nice sort of grassy areas.

They're not like, I'll pull over, I'll take a nap.

I like taking my time and just enjoying it.

Campsite on the trail is where you eat dinner, where you sleep.

That's it.

I want to be on the trail as much as possible and take my time and enjoy it.

So anyway, but this day I was cruising because I had to walk 30 miles and there wasn't really time for me to enjoy what was going on.

So anyway, a couple miles into this hike, meet back up forty Creek.

And where we met up, like the creek was on my left, which would have been east side.

I was headed south and then to my Right there is, like, a little shoulder of the mountain, but not much.

Not much underbrush on it.

And I'm cruising, and I look up, and there are five wolves in the middle of the trail.

And I'm sure we all had the same look on our face when we saw each other.

One look was like, what the heck are you doing here?

Because you're not supposed to be here.

You know, for me, it was, you know, early morning.

Like, it was duskish.

You know, there was.

It was light.

I didn't have a headlamp on or anything.

It was light, but it wasn't, you know, full.

Full sunshine.

So probably earlier than most.

Most hikers get moving.

And so for them, they just weren't expecting to see a person there at that time of the morning.

And I wasn't expecting to.

To see wolves because, well, wolves don't live in the Smokies.

Well, they aren't supposed to live in the Smokies anyway.

I know somebody else saying, oh, like, he probably saw coyotes or there was dogs or.

It wasn't.

They weren't.

They were wolves.

I know what wolves look like.

These were wolves.

Like I said, there was five of them.

Three of them.

I can't describe what they looked like.

Like, I know there's five.

Three of them.

I can't describe to you.

The.

The one that I'm assuming was the leader looked like your typical wolf, sort of grayish, like a mask, sort of.

And that one, I.

We just sort of locked eyes and just looked at each other and.

And the fifth one was all black.

And initially, when I first came up to it, like, it was sort of at the.

Sort of far end of the pack, and it walked up and placed itself between the rest of the pack and me.

I have no idea how long this.

This interaction took place, but it was a while we came to an understanding that, like, none of us were there to mess with the other one.

It's not like we talked to each other, but it was like.

It was.

It was just this understanding.

I stayed where I was.

They were.

You know, I let them do whatever they do, and then they just.

However long.

I can't tell you how long it was, it was a weird experience.

And then they all sort of moved off together to my right, which would have been to the west, sort of up.

Up the shoulder.

And then they just sort of dissolved, you know, and it was a slow.

A slow dissolve, which, again, I understand, sounds probably weird because they didn't disappear.

It wasn't like they.

It wasn't like they went into the underbrush and I couldn't see them anymore.

Or they went over the shoulder of the mountain and so I couldn't see them anymore.

It was more of just like they dissolved.

Like.

Like you could see the picture and it.

And the picture faded out.

Sort of like, you know, the end of song sometimes how the end of songs fade out.

It was.

It was almost a similar thing where the visual physical being of these wolves just faded out.

Dropped my stuff, came back, got them, got them back down, Hiked out next day, talked to some rangers and said, hey, I saw some wolves.

And they said, no, you didn't.

Wolves don't live here.

And I said, well, you need to tell them that.

Because sure enough, there were some wolves.

There was five.

I saw them.

And he said, no, no, no, you probably saw coyotes.

I said, no, I know what coyotes look like.

These were not coyotes.

Ah, well, it's probably a pack of dogs, like packages, wild dogs.

Nope, I know what dogs look like.

Not dogs.

These were wolves.

Didn't believe me.

Told me I was, you know, seeing things.

Didn't know.

I know what I was looking at.

But again, I know, like I've spent a lot of time in the backcountry in the Southeast, the Rocky Mountain West.

Spent a lot of time.

I know what wolves look like.

I know what dogs look like.

I know what coyotes look like.

And these were wolves.

Okay, so my last encounter again, smokies similar area, but this time we were doing Lakeshore Trail.

But we were going from the.

The eastern edge all the way along to the western edge.

And the western edge of Lakeshore Trail meets up with the Appalachian Trail to cross the.

The dam down there.

It's things called Fontana Dam a couple days in.

And.

And the only way to access that area, I guess there are two ways.

It's either by foot or by boat.

There isn't a road anywhere close to it.

There's not a parking area.

And even my boat is sort of.

It's rough because the, you know, they flooded mountains.

So, you know, all the shores are real, real steep.

It's not.

Aren't like good landings.

It's not an easy place to get to even on.

Even on foot.

And we're probably right in the middle, so probably 20 miles, give or take from.

From the nearest trailhead or road.

Set up camp that night, went to bed.

Middle of night, I. I woke up because I. I heard what sounded like, like a pack of dogs, like somebody was out there running dogs, you know, after raccoons or whatever.

So you know, I woke up, paid attention to it because I didn't want a bunch of, you know, hounds come running through camp or, you know, a hunter come running through our campsite.

So, you know, figured I'd, you know, give them a little bit of warning.

I mean, there's nothing I could do about the dogs running through, but I could let the hunter know.

And then as, like, I sort of woke up and my mind started working a little better, I got thinking, like, who the heck would be running dogs out here?

Because like I said, we were.

We were far, you know, 20 miles or so from.

From a trailhead, which means that they would have had run those dogs for 20 miles, which means to get back out, they'd have to run those dogs and themselves another 20 miles.

I know I just said I did, like, 30 miles, my last one, but still, like, that's a lot.

And 40 miles is a lot more.

And it's not the easiest to train.

I mean, you're up and down and around, and so there's that.

So we really weren't close to a trailhead.

The other thing is, it's illegal to hunt in national parks.

And I know people poach.

It's silly, but they do it.

I get it.

But usually people who are poaching, like, want to do the easiest thing possible, which means not having to travel 20 miles into a national park to poach.

That just takes a lot of effort to do something illegal, especially when, you know, I mean, the Smokies are surrounded by national forest.

So you could run dogs all you want through the national forest and not have to go in there and not have to run them 20 miles.

So now I'm sort of thinking about all this stuff and sort of how that's sort of weird and doesn't make much sense.

And then I started, and I could hear the dogs, and I could hear, quote, unquote, the hunter.

But I started, you know, paying.

Paying more attention to it and, you know, hunting dogs hat they sound a particular way.

And I.

And I realized sort of each breed has their own sound, but still, like, hounds are hounds.

You can tell a hound.

And although these sounded similar enough when I woke up to, like, you know, I thought a bunch, you know, they were running hounds.

The more I listened to them, the more I realized that they didn't really sound like hounds.

You know, there's a bunch of things barking, for lack of a better term, and howling, for lack of a better term, but wasn't the sound of.

Of, like, a pack of hounds.

And then The.

The hunter that was with them.

I could hear them clearly and.

And clear enough to decipher, okay, this is the hunter.

And he.

And here are the.

The hounds.

And realize that, like, the hunter wasn't speaking in a language that I recognized or knew, you know, And I. I don't really speak many foreign languages, but I can.

I can make a good guess on.

On which one I'm listening to, whether it be, you know, French or German or Spanish or whatever.

And again, this was just a sound that.

That didn't.

It wasn't close to any language I've.

I've ever heard or that I recognized at that time of night in that particular place.

So anyway, I listened to him for a good bit.

They never really got.

Got any closer to our camp.

Um, I listened to him until I couldn't hear him anymore.

Five or ten minutes maybe.

I stayed up awake for a while just trying to figure out what.

What had just happened.

Then eventually I fell asleep and, you know, didn't.

Didn't hear them again.

So that's the three interesting stories I'm talking about tonight.

How far away was this happening from.

Where we were sleeping?

Yeah, I don't know, maybe couple hundred yards to a quarter mile is when it started.

Then, you know, eventually they.

They.

As they got further away, you know, they faded out.

But a couple hundred yards to a quarter mile.

So their voice was loud?

Sort of.

Yeah.

Hounds are loud.

Okay.

And then, you know, and then when you're whooping them on and encouraging them on, you're, you know, sort of yelling and hooting and hollering at them like.

Okay.

Would you like to share one or two of your stories?

I'll share two.

Okay.

My first one was a.

So I was washing eggs on the property when it was a farm, which was a year ago.

Yeah, give or take.

Okay.

And then I started hearing this knocking on the wall about five feet away from the door.

For about the first five minutes, I thought it was just the wind knocking the branch onto the wall.

And then I looked out and I saw that none of the other branches were moving.

And I realized that there wasn't a tree close enough to be knocking on the wall.

So then I thought it was the person that was living on the property at the time.

So then five minutes later, I was going to go outside and see who it was.

So I got to the door.

Then I couldn't open the door, like something was leaning against it with all of its mighty.

So then I went running over to the building where Beau was that Was my first one.

Pretty creepy, huh?

Yeah.

So you said you felt like.

Like the door wasn't stuck, but something was actually holding it shut.

Leaning against it.

So not holding it.

Yeah, but leaning against it so you couldn't open it.

Yeah.

Gotcha.

Did it make any noise or.

I mean, other than the noise, like, banging?

Like, did it make any, like, vocalizations?

I didn't hear any.

Who is in my next one is the way the farm was where is was in the front, there was a ginormous chicken coop.

Then you.

If you went up the road, there was quail and baby chickens.

Then if you go up the road some more, there was the building where I had my experience.

I was at close to the building where I had my first experience.

And then I started hearing this whistling, like, sounded far away.

And then I told my mom because Bo wasn't there, and she couldn't hear it.

Then about 20 minutes later, I think I heard it again at the big chicken coop at the front.

And that time my mom could hear it.

And the dogs were barking at the general area where it was happening.

And the whistling was loud to be that clear and to be heard over the dogs, because I think we had five of them, and they were all barking in that area.

And so what did the whistling sound like?

Like, was it.

It.

Did it sound like a person whistling or what did.

I think it was about the same, like, rhythm of the knocking I heard on the wall of my first experience.

But did it sound like a person or did it or not so much?

A little bit, except with, like, more powerful lungs.

Gotcha.

So it's really loud.

Yeah.

And the dogs weren't happy?

No.

So you think the dogs felt like it was a threat of some kind?

Yeah.

Shall we get into our creatures?

Sure.

So, as we mentioned at the beginning of this episode, I chose to do the lonely, sad, miserable creature hailing from the hardwood forests of Pennsylvania, known as the Squonk.

The S Q U O N K. Probably one of the saddest creatures to ever be rumored to exist or to exist.

Found in the hemlock forest of Pennsylvania, is known.

It's just a pitiful creature.

And the fact that it's sad and pitiful makes it even more sad and pitiful.

I mean, it's hard.

It's hard.

Hard not to feel sorry for the Squonk.

But the Squonk is known for its profound and deep sorrow, its ugliness, it's shame, and for an unending cascade of tears.

Supposedly, it's about the size of a pig it has four legs like a pig.

But that's where the resemblance ends.

It is so, quote, repulsed by its own ill fitting wart covered skin that it weeps constantly.

And this perpetual sadness defines its existence and behavior, leading to perhaps its most bizarre reported trait, the ability to dissolve completely into a pool of tears and bubbles when it is captured or cornered, unquote.

Let me break this down.

When it either sees itself or when it knows somebody else has seen, gets so upset that something has, has witnessed its ugliness and grotesqueness that it starts crying so hard that it dissolves itself in its own tears into just a puddle of teary goop.

There's there.

There's been one or two reports of people actually capturing the creature.

However, those people have no proof because once they got the creature back to like show their buddies and friends in the newspapers, they would open the sack or cage or whatever they got it in and there would be nothing but a puddle in there because the poor old squonk cried itself into oblivion.

It is also rumored to have webbed feet, but only on its the left side.

So it ever gets stuck in like a pond or a river or whatever.

It can only swim in circles, only its left feet are webbed.

The first written account of the Squonk was in 1920 in the book called Fearsome Creatures of the Lumberwoods written by William T. Cox.

And there's a picture of the squonk in there and the illustrator was Court Dubois or Court Dubois.

So first name C O E R T, last name D U B O I S. So depending on where you're from, it's either Dubois or Dubois.

I'll let you make the distinction.

William William Cox, the author Cox, he went around, you know, that area, so I guess the eastern Midwest, interviewing lumberjacks about strange encounters they'd had in the woods.

And quite a few from the Pennsylvania area all shared this story of the squonk.

So he wrote it into his book.

Another book in 1939 called Fearsome Critters written by Henry H. Tryon.

T R Y O N also talks about the squonk.

And the illustration from that book has become like the, the, the.

The go to image of what the squonk looks like.

And that squaw.

And that in that picture was illustrated by, I'm assuming it was Henry's wife, but I guess it could have been his sister or daughter, Margaret R. Tryon.

And like I said that that has been like the go to illustration of this is what a squonk looks like.

And Again, that book is titled Fearsome Critters and it came out in 1939.

The Latin name for the Squonk is the lacryma corpus dissolvings, which translates into tear, body dissolving.

Various people have reported seeing it through the years through retellings.

Main the main description of the Squonk has always held true.

It's miserable, it's sad, it's crying warty, has ill fitting skin.

If you.

If you ever want to see the Squonk, the They are reported to be most active at twilight and dusk and they like to stay in the shadows, doing their best to avoid bright light and doing their best to.

To minimize the risk of either anyone seeing it or of it seeing its own reflection in water or like a river or a pond or a puddle.

The thing doesn't want to be seen.

It's sad, it makes it cries.

The Squonk does have a couple of pop culture.

I guess it has some pop culture notoriety.

In 1970, ZZ Top wrote a song called Squank.

1974, Steely Dan referenced the Squonk in a song called Any major Dud will tell you.

And Genesis wrote a song in 1976 titled Squonk.

More recent Pop culture, pop culture madness.

I believe four years ago was the first Squankapalooza.

Squankapalooza.

This is a festival dedicated to the Squonk in Pennsylvania.

Next year, so 2026, I believe it will be happening on August 1st.

Let's go check it out.

And that is the Squonk.

Okay, Randy, I'm gonna.

I'm handing it over to you.

The glass Gabby Lan, or fairy cow as I'm going to be calling it, is a magic cow and an Irish folklore.

As the month of January draws to a close, we are fast approaching St. Bridget's Stand.

The first February, which in Irish tradition marks the first day of spring.

It is around this time of year that the calving season begins.

And St. Bridget herself is considered the patron saint of cattle.

And Irish tradition, the saint is often associated with the fairy cow.

One story of the fair fairy cow is One day a slime woman heard this story.

She vowed that she would bring a vessel which the cow couldn't fill.

And she went under the cow and was milking her until it.

Until the cow got fed up.

By the length of the time the woman was under her and she grew impatient.

She looked behind her, and when she saw all, all, all her milk and little lakes around the field, her soul divided from her.

Gotcha.

So so the cow's soul departed.

Not.

Not the person.

So it wasn't like she was like, I'm gonna kill you, and like, no, no.

So the cow was just really perturbed.

Yeah.

By somebody wasting her milk.

That wasn't very nice to that person.

No cow's here doing nice things for the people, giving all the milk it can give.

Got peeved that somebody was wasting its milk and taking advantage.

Yeah.

Yeah.

And so where is this.

Where's this cow from?

Again, I wasn't able to get a specific location, but somewhere in Ireland.

Somewhere in Ireland.

And so the Irish, their pronunciations are a little.

A little different than us.

Us Americans.

Yeah.

Which is why I was calling it the fairy cow.

Yeah.

Will you.

Will you spell it how it's spelled in.

In Irish?

G L, A S, G A V E L A N. No, that's.

That's the English translation.

Spell how it would be spelled in.

In Irish.

G L, A S, G A I, B, H, N, E, N, N. And then there are a couple of other pronunciations.

Us Americans aren't used to pronouncing something like that.

Yeah, Another.

Another spelling.

So first would.

Would be G, L, A S. And the second word would be G, A, I, B, H, N, E, A C, H. Another one has it spelled G A I, M H, N, E, A, C, H. I think that's all of.

Them that I was able to.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It looks like the cow has been attributed to a couple different saints, so Saint Bridget, as was mentioned, but also Saint Brendan.

And one rumor looks like it has.

Like that the cow was sent by God to.

To help with the famine.

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