"Shit, really?" I don't think I've heard of that happening to anyone else, but I haven't been paying too much attention to that kind of thing anyway. "Works out, I guess. I'll have to show you where I am sometime, out by the woods." I'm a hell of a lot more comfortable there than I am here on a city street. I don't feel so bad leaving Elvis at home either. He's alright to wander around the forest nearby, but I don't feel safe letting him out in the city alone.