H. P. Lovecraft wrote about ghouls, canine-human hybrid creatures that lived in tunnels underneath Providence and raided graves to devour dead human flesh and bones.

When I visited my uncle in Providence, he casually mentioned the native coyote population, which lives in burrows in the side of the hill under the old cemetery.

So there are literally dog creatures tunnelling under the graves in Providence, and I wouldn't be the slightest bit surprised if old Howard Phillips once saw one with a bone in its mouth, and immediately ran to his typewriter to write about the unspeakable horror of it all.

You think his writing is fucked up, you should see what he named his cat.