omg, omg, omg!

When I went to let Emma out of the backyard she shot off towards the neighbors house instead of coming inside.  She was in hot pursuit of their cat, which, thankfully ended up a tree.  I was still in my pajamas (sans bra) running across the street and with loudest voice (which is not hard for me) screaming for Emma to come back..  She made it into these peoples backyard!!  I was mortified.  What a way to greet your neighbors.  Luckily, I didn't have to meet them and hide the fact that my boobs were almost down to my waist because she quickly ran back to the front and into our house.  I'm debating whether I should feed her dog food with nails and poison in it or if I should just starve her?