Last week bad back meant I couldn't bend over. This week I arrive with thumb and finger in bandage and husband on training duty as I trapped said limbs in a door. It was going so well. Molly was handling 6 dogs wonderfully, all the owners respecting our space and we even did a send away and Molly managed to stay awake (she nodded off during down stays last week). Cheese was enjoyed, the sun was shining. The recall. Outside. I'm thinking gawd, there are birds. Probably squirrels and the giant bull statues that she always barks at when we drive past but she has a long line and I trust the trainer. Anyway we've been really upping the recall training loads. It'll be fine. OH wonders why I'm worrying. And so Molly looked at her favourite human (the trainer) and the line was dropped. I called her. I can see her thoughts in a giant Beano sized bubble 'you crazy owner, I love this lady more'. So I did the fail safe, I turned my back and ran away. Sure enough, Molly followed... ... to check that her accident prone human was okay after she went ar$e over t*t, flat on her face in front of 7 dogs and 12 humans Truthfully she licked my face, sat down and sighed with the disappointment. :blush: Anyway else care to top this? I need to known that when I go back next week (oh yes!) that there are other members of the clumsy club.