I had this dream probably sometime around 2000 or 2001.
I was on a public bus that had a door in the middle of the bus like some of them do. The front half of the bus had seats on both sides with an aisle down the middle, but the back half was more like stadium seating without an aisle. I was sitting at the front of the stadium seating, just barely behind the door in the side of the bus. The people sitting behind me felt familiar like they were my family, but I never looked back to see who specifically they were because I should have already known if I had gotten on the bus with them. The door in the side of the bus was like a helicopter door and was always open. There was a walkway and a railing along the side of the bus so you could walk along the outside of it to the front or back. The bus was also about 20 feet in the air. The wheels were on the road below, and were connected to the bus in the air.
The bus was driving along and then it hit something and stopped. I leaned forward and looked down out the door and saw a black dog on the side of the road that we had just hit. I'm not sure what type it was, but it was about the size of a labrador. It started stirring, then got up and looked around. Then it looked right up at me and stared. (I'm getting very intense goosebumps right now just remembering it). It kept staring at me and started barking loudly. I was a little afraid, but took comfort in the fact that I was way up here and it couldn't get to me. Its barking became louder and more desperate and it tried in vain to jump up to the bus. It kept trying to jump, barking wildly, falling down, and going back to get a running start to increase its jump. It was very desperate to get up to the bus. Then, it jumped and I saw barely the top of it's head reach the floor of the bus. I sat back quickly. It had somehow gotten this high and I was pretty afraid now. With the next jump, it got its head and front paws up onto the walkway right outside the open door and climbed up onto it. Then looked right at me, and charged directly for me. It jumped at me, but instead, jumped over me at the person behind me. Then I woke up.
Everytime I tell this dream, even though it was several years ago, I get mad goosebumps all over, sometimes even watery eyes, while telling about the part with the dog. Sometimes it gets hard to talk like when you are trying not to cry. Once while telling it, I actually did end up breaking down and crying because I was so overcome with emotion, though it is always fear that I feel from it, not sadness. I am NOT one to cry easily or often.
