i know the feeling. It took us a couple weeks to get comfortable walking about.
Sunday was trash day so we couldn't go past the mean old trashcan monster at the street. He must have been abused by a trashcan in a prior life.
Monday he noticed the mail box and turned back quick.
Tuesday was trash day at the neighbors, see monday, same outcome.
Wednesday he was afraid of something in the road and we had to return back home. Made it 15' from the driveway.
Thursday was trash day again so see sunday, and monday.
Friday i gave up before trying. Had beer instead, dooley had water
saturday we got two or three driveways down and i believe the ice cream man came whizzing by with that loud siren. He wasnt having it so we turned back.
Sunday, well yep trash day again.....
Fast forward a year and now he is good to go. Pees on every trashcan and mailbox on the block.