Lately, he’s been pretty good about not trying to sprint down the driveway and cruise the neighborhood. I’ve been testing him, setting him down Beside the car, and asking him to go to the house. Once in a while, you can see that he gets that look in his eyes, and then he takes off, flying down the driveway. He’s been coming back, right away, though, just sprinting the 200 feet to the end of the driveway, barking his fanfare of freedom, and then galloping back triumphantly. Now I tell him, “Don’t go too far.” As long as he stays on the property, it seems like a good compromise, to allow him a fifteen second sprint. He really seems to enjoy it, and I love to see him galloping back to me. As long as he doesn’t abuse his privileges, I think he can keep taking the occasional short flight.