There is a park near here, with a main tarmac path along it that is also part of a National Cycle Route, which I used to use as part of my cycle commute. A gaggle of female dog walkers used to stand on it, some with dogs loose, some on leads. I used to ride up to them, then pointedly swerve round them on the grass. On day a loose dog started to jump up at me. Being careful not to swear I shouted something like "Get down you stupid animal!", to which the owners reply was "He's not an animal, he's a dog."