There are actually two stories that came out of our Saturday walk. One was AMAZING and one was aggravating.
I was going to write the entire post with both stories and then decided that the really good, exciting thing should be celebrated all by itself with nothing negative involved.
On our Saturday morning walk we ran into Brady and his mom. We walked for a few minutes and then ran into the dog trainer who always has about six dogs with her.
If the dogs are approaching cautiously I generally keep Delilah on leash. If the dogs are running at us, I usually drop the leash, let them greet and then pick the leash back up.
I was feeling either brave or crazy Saturday and decided to take Delilah completely off-leash.
I made her wait, while she was un-clipped and then FREE DOG.
Delilah was off-leash.
She stayed right with our little pack as we continued our walk through the woods and when I called her to me, she came right away.
I guess in retrospect I was feeling brave, because I definitely wasn’t crazy enough to leave her off-leash too long. I kept it at about five minutes and then secured her once again.
This was the first time she has been unleashed and allowed to run in about six months.
I was so pleased with her and so proud of her. I wanted to dance a jig through the forest.
Will I ever let her start our walk off-leash or let her free in the areas I know are tempting?
I’m not sure.
But this small success proved to me how imperative it is for me to work on their recalls every single day.
Practice makes perfect.