December 6th, 4º

Flynn starts out free ranging it, we get back by the barn and he heads west 100 feet or so and sits down. He refuses to move even though I go to the storm door opening / closing so he'd think I went in the house. Rita even opens the door squeaking one of his toys but he just sits there. He eventually goes 30 feet south and sits again. I'm tired of the game so go to get him on leash. He starts with the zoomies but eventually I get hold of the lead. He needs exercise but not when it's 4 degrees.