we created a little drama during the weekend. i don't like it when these troublesome things happen, i'd like everything to be easy, light and fluffy at all times.
after a walk along the river where i'd kept him tightly reined, i'd decided to give sam some free running time at the big field. he ran off ecstatically. however, it was a weekend, and people were walking their dogs. a cute little springer entered the field. first, sam lay down in his usual nervous way. then he suddenly fell for the cuteness of the springer, and bounded towards her. i stupidly let him -- acutely aware that i wasn't sure recall would work or not.
since the other dog found sam way too boisterous, i tried catching him -- impossible -- and then chasing him away from her. luckily, he did come once both of us had calmed down a little. meanwhile, my daughter, who had found the whole thing hilarious, was trying to ride the poor little dog. i mumbled my sorrys to the owner, and went off with a leashed dog, a lashed finger and a bruised self-image as a dog trainer.
later that day i didn't even want to walk sam, as i felt i'd lost control of him. luckily, all that was over the next day. although i still felt sorry we scared the other dog, i was ready to practice again. and this time, in the other field which is slightly more secure and deserted, sam bounced off again, and then came back to me when called.
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