On a walk in France I was slowly making my up a boulder chaos. Halfway up I stretched both arms above my head, gripped the rock and then pushed my body upwards until my head was in line with my hands. Suddenly, "woof, woof, woof, woof!' from a dog directly in my face!!! OK, not a wild animal but at that moment he was very agitated! I didn't let go (I couldn't!) but instantly lowered my body back to its original position and waited. All was quite, so I tetatively pushed my body upwards again, "woof, woof, woof, woof!" into my face so I dropped down again. I was so nervous, I couldn't go up and it looked really difficult for me to drop back further without a risk of falling. After some heavy breathing on my part it was quite again so I pulled myself upwards once more. The dog was waiting for me. He barked in my face again but then a voice commanded him to leave and he ran away. Phew!
A young man came into view , helped me up to a flat area and apologised and apologised. He was the local cow 'shepherd' and it was his collie dog that was having a go at me. The dog then appeared and was by now super friendly.