Runaway Dog

After the rain Sunday morning was cooler and clear. We set off to walk in the Bois Communal along a trail to an old roman camp. 

Up we went until we came across four men on horseback. Agnes had been off lead and obediently staying close until she saw the horses. After that it was chaos.

What we did wrong: let Agnes off the lead after the horses galloped away. 

What Agnes did wrong: run like a bat out of hell after the horses. We saw her little brown furry bottom disappear over the horizon and that was the last we saw of her. 

We called, shouted, walked and ran. Eventually we found her only for her to run away again. After a lot more shouting and running, we caught up with her again and this time managed to get her back on the lead. What a bad dog! 

 

We continued on our walk, dog on lead this time as she definitely won’t be trusted again. 

We reached the top and could see the stunning panoramic view from Nice to Cannes as we stood on roman walls. It was a lovely walk in the end, would have been better without the added stress!