Sparky no longer wants to go past the top of the hill.  I’m starting to think he’s smelling something in the woods, rather than being intimidated by yellow jackets.  He will go on if he’s on a leash, but he isn’t nuts about it.

It might be a good idea to leave him with his phobia.  If he goes on a walkabout, and won’t go passed the top of the hill, he is a lot easier to recover.

That is all from one walk.  I like how Sparky looks back at me like I’m crazy.