It snowed today.
I sensed that Hannah wanted to go outside. We went into the breezeway on our way outside. She raced around eager and excited, sniffing here and there.
I said to her, "Hannah, you're going to be very surprised when I open this door."
I opened the door, she looked out, and then said, No thank you. I want to go back inside.
So we went back inside. I can perfectly well understand that an Airedale who, in a previous life, had been chained to a tree outside would not want to go out into the snow. Sometimes she does want to and she did later that day, and enjoyed herself. She just didn't want to when I first asked her.