When I was little, we had two dogs: Snickers and Blackie.
Instead of walking them, we’d let them out in the apple orchard that was behind the house, and usually they came back in on their own.
However, some times they’d chase rabbits or squirrels, and we had to call them back in.
This was fine when there weren’t many houses in our new subdivision, but as more houses were built, a black family took offense to what they thought we were shouting.
So, after that, we had to walk them on leashes. And only wore white sheets on Halloween.