Story from my old beagle. We were going to our cottage, one January. The road to it was not plowed in winter, and we used to walk across the lake on snowshoes. This one starry night, we were crossing, and the snow was so deep it was up to the beagles back, so she was walking along on our snowshoe trail.
My wife thought, it would be fine to take her off lead. I am thankful there were few if any cottagers on the lake that night. The instant she was off lead she was off like a shot, howling her head off, smelling something on the shore, probably deer. Bounding across the lake, only her head appearing above the snow. She was back in 20 minutes, happy and tired.
This kind of thing had happened before.
We let her loose on an island, she swam to the neighboring island for a howling fest. When she went quiet I went over to get her, and found her chowing down on Blueberries.
My wife let her loose on the North shore of Lake Superior, where the black spruce were she thought impenetrable. Not to the beagle, she was gone for 20 minutes.
Then there was the time she swam to shore from an island. That was on a back country canoe trip in lake Superior Provincial Park. She was gone for an hour that time.
My other hound, her pup, seemed to think that lilly pads were something to walk on, and stepped out of the canoe a couple of times.
I have had to hold the head of the old dog down low in the canoe to keep her from seeing moose a few times. She would go totally bonkers if she saw one. Not good when you are paddling close to a cow moose and her calf in Algonquin, or trying to get closer for a pic.
The two of them loved the canoe. All you had to do was thump it, and they'd be in. I took them down the lake in the canoe to start a chase a few times.