I travel with a four-legged bomb detector named Arka—she handles the serious stuff, I handle the snacks, the leash, and the illusion that I’m in charge. She can sniff out danger like a pro, but somehow still acts like every puddle is a national emergency. I’m also starting a drone security business, so between Arka on the ground and drones in the sky, I’m basically building the world’s most overqualified neighborhood watch.