First class dog

First class train to London, with the terrified and trembling pooch.
We walk to the station despite my sore feet and painful back as I know she hates busses, but I though she’d be ok once we were on the train. She’s been on loads with DS, but no, she shook for nearly two hours, poor thing.
However, she was delighted to see DiL at the other end and jumped around wrawing her happiness.