Piccolo vs. Carmen Ave.

My little Piccolo is not the most obedient of dogs. Tonight, coming home, I parked across the street from our house. The street links two very busy Chicago streets, and often cars come racing across to get to the other street. Some of the smarter areas of this neighborhood have speed bumps. The Man crossed the street to help with the grocery bags, and I just knew that Piccolo, who was on the front steps, would run out behind him. Tonight she took a few steps into the street. Two commands I would like Piccolo to learn are to stop, and to come when called. Coming when called is something that Piccolo does only at her own discretion. This is the reason that I only want her off leash in the fenced back yard, and then, only with supervision, because she could scoot out under the back gate and into the alley. Little dogs, in my opinion, do not understand how small they are in relation to the world, and most specifically, to cars. I need to keep reminding the Man to be careful with her.