Sometimes I see his excitement. Like when I grab his leash. The funny thing is he is smart enough to know he needs a leash. One time he pooped, I bent down to pick it like a good pet owner, a car drove by and he pulled causing me to fall and drop his leash. He then ignored car, picked leash with his mouth, and brought it to me as I’m laying on the ground. The car stopped and asked if I was alright and they saw what happened. I slowly got up and and said I was fine, sore for a few days but I recovered.