I continue to walk Maya a couple times a day. Some times she's fine with it, though yesterday she refused to wander into a woods with me at the reserve. It was late almost 7 pm and she seemed scared. I have to admit, it seemed kind of smooky heading down the trail with the sun setting and the forest around the lake to our left darkening. Maya clearly didn't want to continue, so I stopped and let her decide where she wanted to go. She turned around and started running, so I ran with her. She headed right back to the car, getting a second scare when a good-sized bulldog got out of a vehicle that had pulled up beside mine.
Today, I walked her there again without problem, though it was an hour earlier and not so forboding, We walk the trails least used by most people who go there, turning away from the lake at the dam and heading down into a swamp area below the tiny spillway from which the brook that feeds the lake on the far side continues. It's quiet and we rarely meet anyone. However, a sign at the parking lot warns people to keep their dogs on a leash because of coyotes in the area. I wonder what Maya smells or senses. Maybe she was just tired yesterday, or maybe she knew better than to continue. She is a smart puppy after all.
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