These days, it’s a short walk at best. After the attack, he nor I much care for venturing too far from home. At first, when the memory stayed with him, he would go out, do his business immediately, and then want to return home. I didn’t fight it; I couldn’t get the memory out of my mind either. This went on for a few days but after some time passed, I coaxed him to at least walk around our block.