When I brought Emily, my first Brittany home, she had just been weened. I took her around to the back yard to meet her new pal Zak. I put her down on the ground and Zak walked over and they touched noses and Zak wagged his tail and did an about face and walked away.
Remember, Emily had just been weened and as Zak walked away she spotted something swinging that to her looked like a food source. Emily launched herself and in a heartbeat her needle sharp teeth were locked on to Zak's unmentionables.
Zak made an immediate turn and continued turning at a fast rate with little Emily hanging on for dear life. Inertia had her body extended and her ears were flattened ala Snoopy. On about the 4th revolution she was thrown clear and tumbled on to the grass.
Thereafter, Zak, was always careful to ensure that Emily was never behind him. They later became buddies and complemented each others hunting styles.
