What is it about dog walkers that makes them automatically think that every other person in the world likes dogs?
I think in life you are either a dog person or a cat person. I am a cat person. I have always had cats. I like cats. I respect cats.
I do not like dogs. At all. The occasional one is alright but they are generally horrible and smelly.
This afternoon I decided to go for a walk on the Old Hills. As we apparently live in the 'countryside' I decided to forget about my £50 a month gym membership and get back to the great outdoors.
And I was enjoying it. Striding along over the hills, admiring the views and enjoying the time to myself when out of nowhere bounds this great stinking beast of a dog completely ruining my Wordsworthian experience.
Despite a sharp entending of my foot in its direction, it leaped and barked around my feet for a while before its owners finally appeared.
"He likes you" they said. I wanted to reply with "Well I don't like it. Now remove it from my leg before I send it into orbit with one swift movement'.
I decided, however, that a sarcastic smile was probably more fitting to the occasion and let it run off back to where it belongs, hopefully via a particularly muddy puddle that'll ruin the inside of their Range Rover.
