Recently, I travelled on a thing that I can only describe as a moving box. It was long and shiny, and had many smaller boxes attached. My mum said it was a train. Strange things, these ‘trains’. They’re kind of like what you humans call cars, but this ‘train’ thing was much larger. There was lots of cloud like stuff floating up from a tube at the top, which I admit, scared me a little at first. In fact the whole thing scared me! It came into the station with great force and was incredibly loud! My dad told me it was a steam train when I looked quizzically at it.
However, in the midst of the confusion, I discovered how cosy train tables are. I sat underneath it, sheltering from the beating sun. Now, tables are nothing new to me. My family have one at home and I enjoy lying under that one too, but the one of the train was just so small and cosy. I spent most of the time sitting there, in between barking at men punching holes in our tickets and also trying to clamber up onto the seats. I was quickly told to get down by my mum. Discrimination, I say! There was a vast amount of smells too: dust, some stick-of-rock a toddler left behind, the salty sea air and also a hint of bacon from the nearby cafe!
Those seats looked way better than the floor…
The rocking sensation of the train made me feel slightly nauseous at first, however I got used to it and despite having to sit on the floor the whole time, I enjoyed the journey.
When we reached the platform, I was overwhelmed by how many different trains there were! There were lots of people too, as well as a few fellow dogs. I didn’t manage to meet them all though.
So generally I enjoyed my journey under a train table.
What about you guys? Do you like trains? What’s you favourite type of train? Do you use them often? Do you have any funny or interesting experiences you’d be willing to share? Please comment below if you do, I’d love to hear any experiences or opinions you have!
Thanks for reading, have a nice day!!
LittleBlackDawg
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