An elderly Michigan couple (Dorothy and Lavern Utley), in April of 2009, watched as their chihuahua Tinker Belle was picked up by 70 mph winds and whisked away from the parking lot of the Dixieland Flea Market in Waterford Township.

Mrs. Utley screamed, "Oh my god, my dog blew away!" The manager of the flea market said, "I saw a flash. The dog lifted off, sixty feet in the air. And it was gone."

While the news delighted that a dog belonging to someone named Dorothy was scooped up by a tornado, the Utleys were grieving for their only consolation after the deaths of their three sons.

For two days they searched for their beloved Tink and even consulted a psychic who doubtless told them whatever the hell they wanted to hear. How sad was life!

But when two days past, the dog was unexpectedly discovered in a wooded area a mile away from where the wind picked her up. She was muddy and hungry, but perfectly all right.

A lovely illustration below is offered in celebration of Tink the hurricane chihuahua, and Emma the crash-landing paragliding chihuahua (next page). It goes with these alternate lyrics for the song Afternoon Delight:

"Gonna find my doggy, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been, when it's right it's right
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night
When everythings a little clearer in the light of day
And you know your doggy might've flown away --
Chihuahuas In Flight
Afternoon Delight! After-noon-de-light."