no...ten times worse than a Yeti, Icandraw.
They hide in hollow trees during the day and wait for unsuspectin' New Yorkers to come diddy-boppin' by, lookin' for pigs and swine and sech- and pounce on em.
I used to collect the balances everyone owed on Sunday before they left- but I had two guys go out on a Friday afternoon - I drove them down to the swamp and they never came back out. Now its the first thing I do after sayin' "can you squeal like a pig " to everyone!
Spent all weekend lookin' for em, but all I found was a busted osage selfbow that looked like it'd been used for a toothpick- a little blood, a little camo right on the pointy tip of the break...their old green pickup is still sittin' at the camp, waiting on them if they ever show up.