We have mostly been training Smokey to walk at night. One afternoon I decided to take Smokey outside fully intending to let go of the leash and let him wander freely. He was more accepting of the harness this time but was a bit confused about why we were going out. He was hesitant just going out the apartment door. We walked slowly down the hall and I pushed the outer door to the outside. The outside light hit his face but he suddenly stopped in his tracks and shrunk back. I looked down at him then to what he was looking at. A woman had come into sight and was walking towards the building across the way. We stood there some minutes in silence until she disappeared into the building. "Come on, Smokey," I said, shaking the leash. He didn't even look at me and shot back to the apartment door.
Guess he prefers the cover of night.
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