After reading some of the cryptid accounts I posted from the Seneca Nation in New York, the witness contacted me about his unusual white dog/wolf encounters as a boy on the reservation.
I received the following account:
"Hello, Lon. I grew up on the Seneca Indian Reservation (Seneca Nation) in Salamanca, New York. I was reading about the cryptid activity you reported on in the area. I had encountered the white wolf/dog creature a few different times and it might not seem too unsettling at first but I am hoping to hear some related experiences or even some explanations for what exactly I witnessed. I was 10 years old when this took place in 2003 and I had seen this being on three separate occasions over a few months.
The first time I saw this dog I was riding with my aunt and we passed a triangle fork in the road that split the road both ways. On the right side of the road was the base of a really large hill. Right at the tip of the triangle patch of grass, a white wolf/dog thing was standing there and staring up at the mountain. My aunt and I saw it and commented on it and she pulled over on the side of the road and told me to go get it. I laughed and thought she was joking but she raised her voice and her eyes looked different to me and she told me to “GO GET THE DOG!”
I was reluctant but didn’t want to get into trouble and figured it was safe if she told me to and I got out of the car and slowly approached the dog. You would think a “normal” dog would turn around and stare at the car that stopped, listen to the door being opened, and either greet the person approaching it or run away, right? Well, this dog stood frozen in place staring up at the hill. As I got closer I saw that its fur was all white and it looked like a short-haired Husky or German Shepherd or wolf, I suppose for lack of a better word. Its coat was short and dirty and he didn’t have a collar or seem like a pet. It also didn’t seem like the regular goofy or aggressive Rez dog that I had seen my whole life growing up. One of the weirdest things about it was that it was this “wild-looking" animal but it didn’t have a tail. Not even a little stump like somebody clipped it. It was just smooth all the way down its tailbone.
I walked right up to this dog and it didn’t respond at all until I reached my hand out to pet it. I was about two inches from his body when it turned around and I saw that it had one blue and one brown eye. We just looked at each other and then it walked off. I really felt like I was seeing something I wasn’t supposed to at the time and it just felt unnatural to me if that makes sense. I got back in the car and my aunt didn’t say anything to me the rest of the ride. To this day she doesn’t remember this event happening and won’t talk about it.
The second time I saw this creature was long enough later that I had forgotten about the initial encounter more or less if that makes sense. Probably a few months or so I’d say. My house was about two or so miles from where I saw that dog and I had the front bedroom on the second floor that faced the empty residential street we lived on and it was always lit up by streetlights. I had a TV in my room and I remember staying up late watching TV (remember, I was about ten years old or so at the time) and it was around 3:00 am when I decided to shut it off and go to bed. For some reason, I looked out the sheer curtains before I went to sleep and that same exact dog (without a tail) was standing in the middle of the street in front of my house under a streetlight and was staring up the road at the hill. It didn’t look at me once or face my house once from what I remember. But it was that situation where I would walk away, lay down, close my eyes, etc. then look back out and it was still there. This happened a few times and eventually, when I checked again it had left. This is a small neighborhood and this dog did not belong to anybody there. it most definitely was not one of my neighbor's pets.
I only saw this creature one final time and I hate to say it was anticlimactic. There is another fork in the road about a mile from my house and it is in the opposite direction. One day I was riding in my parent's car with them and my little brother on my way to a friend's house and it was just standing there on the sidewalk behind the guardrail on a little hill. It looked at me as we drove past and I yelled “There it is! That’s the dog I told you about!” And my parents were just like “What dog? Darn, we didn’t see him!” And just carried on their conversation like nothing happened. I never saw it again after this.
I know most people will try to explain this away as a dream but this happened on three separate occasions and I can still remember “feeling” its presence in front of me for lack of a better word. It still gives me literal chills to remember this whole situation.
I don’t recall if someone died shortly after these encounters. I’m not even sure if a white/wolf dog is an omen for trouble like owls are. The Seneca and Iroquois in general don’t necessarily have stories about skinwalkers but a lot of our cosmology and tradition relied on stories of witches and them being shapeshifters. Not that I think that is what this is, but there was something so unnatural about that creature not having a tail and the color of its eyes. Its eyes felt like human eyes and like something more than a dog was looking at me. I have a Husky mix Rez dog now and she has one brown eye and one eye that is half blue and half brown. She is my best friend and protector and I can’t imagine life without her. It wasn’t the abnormal color of this creature’s eyes but what lay behind them that really scared me." P
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