a moment later when i take a picture of the next drawing he gets lost and starts running to find me. i get sad, but we both get sad when i loop him on the leash, i know i need to sometimes but i want to keep him free as long as possible. after we reconnect he's excited and dances next to me, then on the next corner i see why the fire truck was there this morning—somebuddy crashed into an iron-barred window.