I've got a cunning plan...

I will lull her into a false sense of security by behaving immaculately, I will trot along beside her off my lead, I will never get out of her sight and I will come back instantly when she calls me. Then I will pose indulgently whilst she faffs about with her camera, because that will get me a dried sausage.

Then, when she turns her back for 2 seconds, I will race off at full speed, straight toward the edge of the precipice, turn back at the last nano-second and then disappear into the depths of the quarry. I might chase a whippet too. I bet I can get her to scream and holler at the top of her voice, even though that dog behaviour "expert" said she was just to ignore me if I run away.

It's a foolproof plan. She won't even be able to punish me by withholding my sausage (!)

Big bad dog.

Good grief - is it too early for gin? Lesson learnt.

ps This was the view I was looking at when the escapology took place.