Guess I didn't close the door well enough

Moonpie, in blatant violation of leash laws, may have slipped out while I was taking out the trash and forced me to chase after her wearing nothing but a very skimpy and disreputable nightgown.

Thankfully, some people happened to be chatting on their stoop and Moonie was so affronted by this act that she stopped to bark at them, allowing me to catch up and grab her. I think I probably flashed them leaning down but whatever. I didn't even have shoes on.

As soon as possible, I need to learn how to roll across car hoods like in the movies

That is all.

or maybe everybody else can learn to park all the way in their driveway and to stop behind the crosswalk, that is also a possibility