We went to San Diego last weekend and took Fleury to the beach. Since dogs (not even leashed) are allowed on regular beaches, we ended up at a busy dog beach. I waited to take him off leash until we were a little ways down the shore since I wasn't sure how he would do with his recall and all the distractions, and being a beach, it wasn't contained by any fencing and I'm not sure if he can swim lol.
We had a great time playing in the surf and splashing around. On our way out, we walked past a dog playing ball with his owner. He is absolutely ball crazy, but I didn't want him stealing the other dogs ball and interrupting their game so I gave a "leave it" followed by a "come." Imagine my surprise when he, in fact, left the ball and dog alone and came running back to my side. I almost fainted! I love being proved wrong when it's like this.
I know we still have a ways to go with his training, but I was such a proud mom at that moment.
