Sparky may have become agoraphobic.

It was a warm and sunny afternoon, so Sparky and I went out for a walk.  He was happy to be outside, so commenced to sniffing and pissing.  I got to the end of the yard as Sparky focused on the area around the camper. 

When I called him over, Sparky tried to look busy and pretended not to hear me.  When I insisted, Sparky headed back to the deck.  That isn’t unusual in cold or wet weather, but Sparky likes a stroll on a sunny day.

Sparky got to the deck, and went into the little space between the wall and the grill.  I don’t want to dispute Sparky’s courage, but it sure looked like he was hiding, cowering or sheltering.  If he had smelled something enticing, his butt would be sticking out.

I don’t know what to make of it.  Last night, we walked down to the land bridge.  I was at DEFCON 3 because I’d heard movement in the brush, but Sparky was unconcerned. 

Today, he must have smelled something he didn’t like.  Or Sparky is getting anxious about wide open spaces.