Walking in the local wood/park/squirrel-infested doggy paradise this morning, dog on lead because to be honest, it had just stopped raining and I fancied a morning without the car being customised with eau-de-wet-dog if he whomped off through the undergrowth, so plodding along on-lead just fine. Little small unspecified but expensive-looking dog (probably of the ridiculously named crossbreed variety) comes along off lead - sniffs my dog's arse, who of course reciprocates... owner starts barking at me to "tell yer dog off." Then elaborates by saying the dog's skitty about its rear end (wasn't at all to my dog who is incredibly gentle to smaller doggies anyway - he's amazing to watch with puppies bless him).
Cue one of those moments where after they've walked away and you really really wish you'd bitten back at her - HER dog is the one with problems who came bowling up to my on-lead dog (thankfully he's not on-lead for behaviour problems heh) and I'm sorry, I adopt an equal opportunities policy to arse sniffing - if her dog comes along to sniff my dog's arse (insane creature - it's like a bio hazard zone around there) then my dog is of COURSE going to sniff back. To fucking start shouting at me to tell my dog off because hers has problems and she can't be fucked to put it on a lead... grrrrrrrrrrr.
Grrrrrr. Give the poor bugger a break - he's a quick tail wag, mutual bum sniff and on his way plodding dog anyway at the best of times!