This is something I saw in early June of 2009 while I was stationed at the now Ft Cavazos (Ft Hood back then).

A little background first and full transparency - this is not something that I really ever brought up to people because I thought I might have imagined it, but it always stuck in my mind and gave me the weird, cold in the gut feeling. I’m just going to relay what I saw. I was a big monster/cryptid/paranormal fan growing up, and was always open to the idea of that stuff being real.

So the event.

I was able to get my CO to grant me a 24 hour pass during a workweek because my brother and his wife were expecting their first child in San Antonio and my oldest brother had gone one leave and was also going to be there for the arrival of our niece or nephew.

CO had instructed me to be back in uniform by 1000 the next day. Pass in hand, I load up and head out towards San Antonio. From post, I would normally take 195 south through a lot of back roads and farmland, it skips a lot of traffic on 35 and drops you back on the main highway right before Georgetown.

There really isn’t much in that stretch of road though, mostly farmland on either side and small towns with 10-15 miles of nothing in between.

Arrive with no problem in San Antonio, spend the day with family at the hospital until my niece is born around 9pm that evening. I decide that I’m going to head back to post that evening so after all and head out around 2200/2230. I pass through Georgetown and I take 195 north a little after 0200.

195 was dark back then, I don’t know if it’s gotten more lights out there now, but it was not a spot to be without a light source. Especially after passing through the small towns. Streetlight maybe every few hundred yards. I’m driving along at 55/60 mph and really haven’t passed any other vehicles since leaving 35. I pass one of those rare street lights and I feel like I noticed something on the side of the road leaving the glow of the light. I look out my window and it’s right there, running along the fence line on all fours, keeping pace with my truck for a good quarter mile. It looked like a big wolf with long front arms, and after looking at the speedometer again and back out the window, it looked over at me. I looked around for any other vehicles and switched my headlights over to running lights, rolled my window down to try and see better, and placed cruise control on to start slowing down a little bit.

I could hear this things footfalls and it’s huffing while it ran. I could see its jaws opening and closing while it ran. From what I could estimate from the farmland fence, its shoulders came up to at least 4 feet. Something in my primate brain brain said GTFO, this thing had started to run at a shallow angle taking it closer to me, and my big brain had slowed my truck to 40. That made me hit the accelerator and get out of there, seeing it start cutting back toward the farm land away from the road.

I got to my barracks, said “WTF, that was weird. Must have been dreaming.” Shrugged and put it out of my mind because it creeped me out and made me feel uneasy. So while I never forgot it, it’s one of those things that still gets under my skin.

I like watching the cryptid/weird documentaries and all that stuff when I’m not doing anything at home. Around 8 months ago, I watched “The Dogman Triangle: Werewolves in the Lone Star State”.

I knew about the Michigan Dogman, but was surprised to hear that they were down in Texas.

… and my duty station falls right in that area.

That’s when it started to fall into place as to what it was. I just wanted to share what happened with me.

TLDR; Saw a Dogman in a footrace with my truck. It was spooky.