Heart in my throat

Today was a normal day, or so I thought.  Once arriving home, being grateful that it was Friday and that I had a few days to relax, my SO informed me that our mostly wonderful and sweet, though occassionally hyperactive, dog scooted out between his legs when he opened the front door.  We live on a private court and she took off running in the direction of the court but then backtracked and took off toward the main road.