When Paddy first arrived he was a total mess - he'd never been in a house or a car, never been on a lead, wasn't house trained and was highly stressed. Against my better judgement I let my husband persuade me that we should take him for a walk on the beach. The nearest beach to us at the time was a beautiful cove at the bottom of a very steep hill. My daughter was a baby and she was in a carrier on my back when I got Paddy out of the car. I was explaining to my husband that we would have to go very slowly and we wouldn't be letting Paddy off the lead yet when Paddy took off. I braced myself and wrapped the lead around my hand, confident I could stop him in his tracks. The hill, as well as being very steep, was very slippery after recent rain and my feet slid along as though I was water skiing!!! Right to the bottom of the hill - past astonished tourists and locals alike, some who actually seemed to think that this was planned activity and stood out of the way shouting encouragement!!
Paddy stopped at the beottom when he saw the sea and couldn't believe his eyes! We both had a shock that day!! Husband kindly left the dog training decisions to me from then on!!