I almost peed my pants

Every morning Damie takes the dog out the back door onto the back porch and then into the yard.  It is pretty normal, she does her business and back in for some kibble she comes, the dog that is not Damie.  Well yesterday was different.  Damie went out the back door and went to fix her coat when Brooklyn (our 50 lb golden doodle) spotted a rabbit and off she flew pulling the plastic handle of the 8 foot leash right out of Damie's hand.  That dog tore off like Santa on Christmas eve, it was like watching a cartoon just this streak across the yard.  She circled the back yard, than ran right through a very large hedge, without even slightly slowing down and then right into the backyard of the neighbour.  She was out of sight....gone like the wind, all you could hear was a whimpering dog and that plastic handle hitting the ground, trees, stumps every once in a while.  Damie sized up the situation and knew, there is no way she was going to catch this dog she was moving like a locomotive.  It was the funniest thing I have seen in a long time.  That dog was in her glory...rabbits have always been this unknown play toy she has admired from a distance for months.  They sit out into the yard and normally she sits and watches them until they go out of sight and then she cries for them to come back...but today she got her wish.  What a morning she had and I almost peed my pants!!!  She did come back eventually, as we knew she would, leash and all!