My friend, Brenda posted this information on her Facebook page: “Seen in my neighborhood this morning: crazy lady in a hot pink bathrobe and pajamas chasing a manic Chihuahua who had somehow managed to find herself free, made it all the way through the neighborhood and was dashing to the dog park, stopping four lanes of traffic, coming and going, backing up five and six cars at a time. I'm sure the cars weren't sure why the crazy lady was acting like a traffic cop as the tiny Chihuahua was surely invisible to most of them. 

NOTE: *In the future I must keep treats in the pockets of all my bathrobes.*

I asked Brenda who the lady was, and she shyly ‘fessed up’, “Me!”

Then she explained, “I was terrified! I ended up with a legion of assistance by the time Little Lolita arrived at her destination, the dog park, including the morning basketball players who herded her away from a busier and faster six-lane street, a man and his Boston terrier who graciously shared his treats (she is never impressed by anything other than liver), and finally, two beautiful silver pit bull puppies who were big enough to scare Lolita to finally stop and look up at her Mom to, 'Please!  Scoop me up and carry me to safety'. 

Luckily, the pups' mama pit bull remained firmly in hand by her owner.

I would not recommend that anyone do a brisk two-mile run in their bathrobe. It certainly was not my idea of glamor.

This is what I get for taking Lolita out and trusting she’d play and stay in her new playground before our fencing is finished. Chihuahuas never grow up ... they are the perpetual puppies! I just never thought I would be parading through rush hour in a hot pink bathrobe like a crazy circus clown!

Her speed, endurance and determination were amazing as she excitedly made a bee line to the dog park to visit her pup friends! I obviously need to train her more in case of another early morning run and buy a nicer bathrobe!”