We took Spencer to Fluggenhofsee today, a lake with a dog beach about a 30 minute drive from here. He was an absolute dream for the most part. Pulled like a steam train but I was expecting that since he’d had the excitement of a car ride, the excitement of a new place and the excitement of hubby being with us all on top of each other. Other than that though his behaviour was about as good as I could wish for. He recalled when asked, didn’t go wandering too far off, didn’t really bother about other dogs unless they approached us and was polite when they did. He said hello politely to an obviously intact male French Bulldog (I swear this dogs balls were bigger than its head!) but once it was clear the dog didn’t want to play with him he went and found his tennis ball again and resumed playing fetch in the lake. He completely ignored the other Frenchie who was clearly frightened of him. Then a little mixed breed bitch came along and I managed to let the German owner know that Spen was friendly even if I did refer to him as an it rather than a he lol. They had a play for about 5 minutes then the other dog and owner moved on and Spen went back to playing fetch.
When I look back it’s kinda hard to believe he’s the same dog. He used to be utterly obsessed with other dogs and would have gone flying up the hill to see these dogs while they were still on the path 12 months ago. Today he was happy enough to wait until they came over to us. He didn’t try to follow them when they left either which he certainly would have done at one point. Nor did he really bother about the dog we passed on leash on the way home. There was no lunging, screeching, spinning or barking, just a bit of a whine. And once we’d passed it he lost interest and I felt confident enough to let him off leash again. He didn’t go charging back the way we’d come to introduce himself. He was responsive to us when we wanted him to do something. Not as responsive as he is to me on walks locally but again, new area and hubby was with us. I had no fears letting him off leash. Well, no fears except for him possibly swimming off never to be seen again lol.
It’s days like this when I really realise just how much he’s improved. And it’s days and walks like this that I really, really missed with Rupert. This is the sort of day out I used to have with Shadow and Wolf down at the river. Just chilled out and not having to worry about managing an aggressive dog around dogs other people couldn’t or wouldn’t control. I’d have loved to have been able to take Rupert somewhere like this but somehow I don’t think it would have been anywhere near the enjoyable few hours out it was with Spencer.
And now for pics. I took lots and lots of them but I won’t post them all here lol. A lot of them were taken using the 10 photos in a few seconds mode on my camera anyway so are very similar to each other.
I don’t think he liked the sand all over his ball, every time he dropped it he’d scratch at it, roll it around a bit and eventually pick it up with a grimace and shake his head.
In the car ready to come home again.
As you can see, he had fun! 🙂 Just wish I’d taken a change of clothes so I could have gone in with him, I had to make do with paddling lol. Hopefully we will go there again at some point. And hopefully I will find somewhere for him to swim that I can get him to without having to rely on someone driving me there and back.