Everything that lives has to eat. If it eats, it defecates.
Today, there is no place on the face of the Earth remote enough for a bigfoot to crap without a human stumbling across it and getting a DNA sample.
Scat? Hair? Blood? Epithelial cells? Placenta? Menses? No, not a trace of DNA because it is all a figment of someone's imagination.
Silly Rabbit.
Any
Coast to Coast listener can tell you that the Big Foot tribe travels via a vast network of underground tunnels that crisscross the continent. No doubt they do their business at rest stops located in those tunnels.
A little common sense and analytical thinking will settle all your doubts.
Gotta go walk my unicorn.
