Or possibly a by-law.
George and I did our multi-terrain walk today: up through the woods, across the top into Clyne Park and down to the front before finishing off with a tiny stretch of beach.
And therein lies the problem. Strictly speaking I don't think we should have been on the beach.
From May 1st to 30th September dogs aren't allowed on a number of beaches in Swansea and Gower. I have no problem with that as a general rule; dogs and families on beaches don't go together. Dogs pee on children's sandcastles (at best - at worst on people's rucksacks); dogs don't see why they can't join in picnics; and dogs can be big, bouncy and over-friendly, which upsets some people.
But it was Monday morning, not in school holidays, the beach,which is never that popular with families because the tide goes a long long way out, was deserted, and I am a responsible dog-owner. I clear up poo and would put George on a lead if there was the slightest suggestion of him being a nuisance. And we were only walking a very short distance along a long beach.
So why did I feel so guilty?!
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Because honesty is ingrained in our age group?
Probably, Shirl.
So why did you feel so guilty?
Beacause that's what Christians do. It's part of the upbringing in your religion. Seriously.
You said it "your are a responsible dog owner" Not everyone is .
I don't Christians have the monopoly on guilt, stu.
Unfortunately not, Anne
It's funny how certain rules and regulations are so engrained in us that even if we have excellent personal reasons for breaking them we still feel guilty and shifty. It's that unconscious urge to conform and not be too truculent.
I went mad and picked some wild flowers last night too, Nick! I was expecting the Flora Conservation Inspector to leap out of a bush at any moment.
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