Because nobody cared for him, or held him, or told him that it was okay, he oofed himself. Not out of misery. Not out of joy. Not out of he wanted to. But out of fear. Fear he might die. So he ran. He tried to escape the leash.
....
But only made him go. Go fly away.
But Mossy... You have so much people that care for you... Or... Maybe you don't.
I'm really sorry if you don't.
But just know.. There's at least a few people that will support you.