Of course.

I probably brought that onto myself. and by THAT, I mean that creature came back to pay me a visit last night, probably because I started talking about it again. Of course it had to go and happen as soon as I'm trying to settle down and just futz around online.

I heard scratching noises coming from the garage. Despite knowing that anyone who actually goes to investigate the scary noises in movies are all dumbasses, I went to investigate. There wasn't anything actually in the garage, but the scratching noises still continued. It was at the garage door. It must have remembered me hiding from it by going into the garage and pulling the door closed on it a while back.
I don't think it could tell I was just on the other side of the door. Maybe there were too many scents or something confusing it? I don't know. I still don't know just how dog like or human like or what this creature even is besides painful.
I managed to sneak a look at it though while it was picking away at the old wood of the door. It's hard to describe what I felt looking down at it, knowing it was after me, thinking that it didn't know I was there. It was only a minute that I stood there before suddenly it looked over at something off in the distance and began to bound off in that direction. I'm so glad it didn't look up at the window where I'd pulled the little curtains back to watch it.
It pulled off a bunch of the wood.
Damned claw dog... thing.