Does this look like a naughty face?

I had forgotten that I was supposed to be well behaved today. Well, I was mostly. I did some tree climbing with Matthew on my morning walk which was loads of fun. I love walkies with him.
Then we went up the hill in the afternoon. There is a golf course on our left as we walk up and a fence with railings. I often go over to the fence for a look and sniff but today I just needed to get through the fence to explore. I think that my owner sensed what I was up to as she was calling me. I ignored her and eventually found a space big enough to squeeze through. Then I was off. Freedom! I ran and ran. It was so much fun. Fortunately there wasn't anyone playing golf. I did eventually go back through the fence to my owner who was extremely cross. Why do I do these naughty things?