Nope not made up, legit small ass fluffy farken dog, piss bolting down the road after a dude on a Harley. Dog had to be going 35 to 40kph lol.
The hound in question gave up the chase as I pulled towards the intersection, it trotted my way but fortunately I was ahead of it, as I pulled into a side street. In my rear view mirror I watched a car dodge the errant escapee, as I continued to the bus stop to pick up my kids from school.
I sat there in my car, a 1993 Honda Integra, with the aircon running and noticed another parent pull up behind me to pick up her kid. Again, in the rear view mirror, I saw the same dang dog standing up against the dash, boinging merrily, from the lady's passenger seat.
After she retrieved her kid and as she walked past, I asked her if she had an escape artist. She said she did, that the dog liked to chase motorcycles and that she saw it narrowly escaped being skedaddled twice. I replied that I saw the whole thing, corroborating her story, and she indicated that she still had a high heart rate, and said she was still mildly flustered over the incident.
Finally I said that it was understandable to feel that way, after all I had seen the event play out. We said our goodbyes and we went our respective and seperate ways.