For some background info, I was raised in the deserts, southeast of New Mexico, on two different ranches, so I am very well versed in the flora and fauna of our beautiful state. I even used to track semi-professionally for hunters and our local trapper. I KNOW the critters around this state! We always lived on very remote ranches, 50, sometimes 75 miles from the nearest actual town. My Senior year of high-school, I moved out on my own, being a part of the DECCA program, to live closer to my job and school. Living about 12 miles from Artesia NM, where my school and job were, seemed like living right in town after all of that!
I guess my story starts in April of 1999. My boyfriend and I were rooming with a couple, in a trailer house, just outside of Lakewood NM. We rented a room from them and sometimes watched their two kids, as part of our rental agreement. For a few weeks that April, a lot of the neighboring landowners had been complaining about wild dogs coming up from the river and harassing their dogs and scaring their livestock (We were about a mile from the Pecos river, and wild dogs have indeed been a problem in the area.) One guy had even reported some structural damage to one of his chicken coups. The couple we lived with had two dogs, both of them medium sized terrier mixes, and neither one of them were on the cowardly side. They had been getting VERY skittish about going outside at night, though. So much so that we had to make sure to let them out right at sunset, and again at sunrise, because they would NOT leave the trailer house otherwise, at night.
One Saturday night, at about 11 PM (I know it was a Saturday, because I had neither work or school), near the end of the month, the four of us were sitting around, watching TV, and just basically talking about stuff, when the dogs (who were asleep in the master bedroom, on the far east side of the house) started growling and barking at the window on the south wall of the bedroom. This was really unusual behavior for them, so we all got up to see what they were on about. By the time we got there, the dogs had shifted their barking away from the window and seemed to be barking at the wall and along the wall, like they could smell something there, but it was moving. It was VERY strange and when they came up to the end of the room, their barking just went crazy. Suddenly, from farther down the wall, at the same time (about where the kitchen was), we all heard this loud thump and scuffling sound. It was powerful enough that we actually felt it (with it being an 80×16 trailer house and all). The dogs, at this point, just completely lost it. They cried out a high-pitch whine and just dove under the bed. We all ran out of the bedroom, down the hall, and into the kitchen, to see what the heck was up. Peering out the kitchen window was pointless, as it was late, there was cloud-cover and the moon wasn’t even out. We heard the scuffling noise again, from further down the house, and went into the living room to see what was up. We were all really confused at this point. The next few moments seemed to happen in slow motion. Appearing in the living room window from the left and looking right in on us from the glass was… I don’t know what. From the shoulders up was what I can only describe as a man-dog. Its shoulders were quite human, with short sleek hair, but it had the head of what looked to be a Rottweiler. And the teeth… Oh my GOD! The teeth on this thing! All four of us screamed at about the same time and I guess that scared it off, because it just disappeared. That image is forever seared into my head! Also of note, this was a trailer house, so the bottom of that window was easily six foot off the ground, meaning this thing was seven-foot something! No matter how big of a dog or wolf it was, it could not have stood up and looked at us like that, in that window. The guys (being guys) immediately grabbed their shotguns and headed out the door, even though I told them it was a bad idea. (Super dark desert night? Big unknown critter? Uggggh, NO!) I guess they were out there looking around for it for some 20 minutes before they came back inside and said they couldn’t see anything. The light from the house shining on it and it being so close to the window were the only reasons we saw it in the first place. None of us really slept well that night. It just felt creepy!
The next morning, I got up early and decided to go have a look around, to see if there were any tracks to identify what the heck it was. The grass and weeds that were right beside the house pretty much hid any tracks it made there. Although, I did find where it looked as if something had clawed at the siding, along the bottom of the house, in a couple of places, making the thump and scuffling sounds, the night before. I then decided to follow the tracks the guys had made and that was when I made a second, very unnerving discovery. The guys made clear tracks in the sandy dirt and whatever it was out there did as well, because it was pretty much circling them the entire time they were out there, at a distance of about forty feet. The tracks were HUGE, canine, and switched back and forth from four tracks to two, meaning it was walking bipedally for at least half the time it circled them.
Just freaking creepy!
Time: 11:00 PM
Date: April 1999