This is bringing back memories when i first took our dog out for a walk on my own. I was 12 and Henry (our dog) wasn’t very old.
I took him to the local lodge/park/woods and we had to cross and cattle grid. I accidently slipped and got my foot stuck down in the cattle grid, and with my wriggling i eventually accidently let go of the lead....the little pup came bounding back to me and decided that whilst i was unable to get away he would pounce on my head and start to chew and lick me.
Managed to slip my wellie off and get out in the end....scared for life from that day!