I've never let Jackson off the long line before at a place like this.... lots of temptation to walk through the brush/woods for him. Like I've said before, 90% of the time he'd be fine off leash, but there's that 10% where I just don't trust him not to catch a whiff of something and take off. But OMG he did perfect. I am so proud of him. And myself for being brave. Ha! He tried a few times to sneak off into the wooded area, and I would tell him "ah, get back here!" and gave him a treat (I brought high value cheese lol). And yup he did excellent. So at almost 4 years old, I think he's becoming more reliable. He's never been one to dart at all, and I can easily drop his leash in most places, etc, but yeah at a NEW place and beach and new smells... Anyways I am rambling. But so proud. PICTURES. Jackson and my aunt's 12 year old Pittie, Max. Yes he's getting kind of fat, and he also has a bunch of fatty tumor-looking things on him. The last time she took him to the vet he said they weren't concerning, but he's got a LOT now... kind of worries me. Only my dummy would get two huge burrs stuck in his facial hair within the 5 minutes of being there... *sigh* they were a *!&*% to get out... we had to cut what we couldn't comb fully out. Cute butts. FREEEEEDOM! Ahhh his love. Water.