I think it was her, alright...
I had the same problem with Catweazle, once.
He had come just a little way outside his territory, even closer to home than some areas that were within his territory, and he dare not cross back into his familiar haunts again.
Completely spooked.
He even hid from me when I came looking for him. Fortunately, a dog flushed him out, so I grabbed him and carried him to familiar ground. He walked back home with me from there, but he was dead scared to cross that unfamiliar bit, even in my arms.