Our friends had a female dog who was an australian shepherd mix. Had. Past tense.
Her daddy was moving the truck around on grass–a big diesel thing with double axels in back. She got away from her mama. She ran along the side of the truck until her daddy accelerated to go up a hill. The herding instinct kicked in and she tried to cut it off. Big trucks don’t herd. At least it was mercifully quick.
