Some people, Iggy not among them, had a collapsible cane for times like this. As it was, the honk -and the realization as to what it meant- had Iggy startling, turning all the way around twice before managing to pick up the dog's trail again.

Mostly he was amazed that he hadn't dropped the bag of groceries in his panic, and hadn't popped wing, which was something he'd had to train himself out of a long time ago. What he said when he caught up again was: "Dude, crosswalk next time, or just, wait until there's a gap in the traffic, okay?"