Is it really bad if you are on your way to a dog-friendly beach in Cornwall and half way there, your dog makes a break for it down the cliffs onto the non-doggie beach, where the tide has just gone out leaving a beautiful clean stretch of sand, and your dog sprints around to create a huge figure of 8 in doggie pawprints, and then sits by the sea, a little dot of a cocker spangle looking back up at you thinking to herself "come on down, the water's lovely!"
Or is it really bad if you've taken your dog to the local park for a dunk in the river as it's a very hot day, and she gets out, dripping wet, and heads over to a mother and her son who are sitting eating their fish and chips on the grass, and your dog not only grabs a gobful of chips out of each of their portions but also drips stinky riverwater all over them and their lunch as well, and when you apologise they completely blank you, such is their complete horror....?