We were driving home from getting groceries at King Soopers this afternoon on Firestone Boulevard. As we were turning on to Birch Street, we spy a teenage boy chasing a little dog all over the road, onto the side of the road, in front of cars, back to the side, and then zipping around the corner. Fortunately, most of the cars had stopped for the boy and his dog. From the back seat of our car, we hear Amy cry, "Run, Chihuahua, run. Be free. Be free." It was hilarious.
