Jailbreak, the Sequel

Well, go figure. Now that we're in the thick of thunderstorm season, there are days when Zorro won't venture beyond the corner. But last week, he all of a sudden decided he's Bruce Willis.
Here's what happened: I was out with a friend, and Denny was home with Zorro. The UPS man came to the front door, which agitated Zorro. After Denny signed for the package, he accidentally left the front door slightly ajar. In a flash, Zorro was out the door. Denny tried to grab his rear, but it was too late.
Zorro ran down our street, North 4th Street, towards Kensington, a cross street that gets a fair amount of traffic. Denny's heart just about stopped when he heard a truck approaching. Zorro crossed Kensington (without getting hit), stopped to pee, then crossesd again and ran toward North 5th. He headed down North 5th, then crossed a short path that connects the street with the bike path that runs behind our house. And that's where Denny collared him and brought him back inside.
Scary stuff. Denny says he behaved like the whole chase was a big game. I guess we should take comfort in the fact that he ended up near our house. But we're keeping a close eye on the front door.