No, My Dog Doesn't Want to Play!

As one might imagine, there are a fair amount of dogs in the subdivision I live in.  In the middle of the subdivision, there's a park, which is roughly 75 meters square, and many of us use it as an area to walk our dogs.  Most of us understand the unwritten "rules of the road", when it comes to meeting other dogs, within the park, which typically involves whoever gets there first owns their track, whether that be clockwise or anticlockwise.  

We do this because some dogs don't like other dogs and direct contact could be unpleasant.  My dog doesn't like most of the dogs she sees, although there are some she mostly ignores.  But again, caution is better than a dog fight, unless your name is Maverick.  

Tonight, when we reached the park, there were two other people with their dogs.  One (Dog 1) was in the center, off lead, but well behaved.  The other (Dog 2) was on the same side as me, but headed away, so I went in the opposite direction to eliminate contact.  Much to my chagrin, this individual crossed the park and I found myself headed to a contretemps between Dog 1 and Dog 2.  It seems the well behaved off lead dog (Dog 1) wasn't perfect in the return command.  At this point, I reversed course and headed the other way, mildly annoyed at Dog 2's owner for dicking around.  

After my dog and I got around the corner of the park, I see Dog 2 and owner jogging across the park in my direction.  At that point, I passed through annoyance into pissed.  As Dog 2's owner got closer, he asked if mine wanted to play.  WTF???  My response was quite pleasant for me.  "No she doesn't want to play, which is why I kept changing direction to get away from you!"  I'll take the pat on the back for not using the words "dumb fuck".