tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post4646734217938948766..comments2024-03-29T01:29:40.086+00:00Comments on Going Gently: Bus TripJohn Going Gentlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-63523193442647635322015-12-11T12:45:32.687+00:002015-12-11T12:45:32.687+00:00You threw the pants away? How civilized.
My frien...You threw the pants away? How civilized.<br /><br />My friend's sister borrowed a dressy handbag one evening. She drank too much and on the subway ride home threw up in the handbag. She returned it to her sister without mentioning it.Moving with Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12954028272162285597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-45046369755898083772015-12-10T01:45:23.873+00:002015-12-10T01:45:23.873+00:00And THAT is why I have never taken my dog on a bus...And THAT is why I have never taken my dog on a bus or train in all his 13 years. (I don't wear Cargo Pants.)Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00914227535503925006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-14077646764168959622015-12-10T00:41:28.426+00:002015-12-10T00:41:28.426+00:00Our dog, Ben, gets sick as soon as you turn the ca...Our dog, Ben, gets sick as soon as you turn the car engine over. Good call on getting rid of the pants...Mary Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338257247926089751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-82753963771914298072015-12-09T18:26:13.855+00:002015-12-09T18:26:13.855+00:00Ah. Our sweet boy Tucker throws up each and every ...Ah. Our sweet boy Tucker throws up each and every car ride.MrsDuncanMahoganyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14530532280823055509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-43907393216629018452015-12-09T18:04:54.852+00:002015-12-09T18:04:54.852+00:00Well Chris wanted some more space in the wardrobe ...Well Chris wanted some more space in the wardrobe .......Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04177854521955532744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-35424162555421130002015-12-09T17:38:49.842+00:002015-12-09T17:38:49.842+00:00It's the same here in Spain too. No dogs on bu...It's the same here in Spain too. No dogs on buses or trains, and most taxi drivers aren't happy either, so charge a premium. Most vets (but not all) do home visits, at a price, but not sure how you get to the vet. if you haven't got transport, unless you have a willing friend with a car.<br />When we still lived in the UK, we went on holiday to Cornwall, and took our then six month old Lab. puppy on the ferry between St. Mawes and Falmouth. The sea was quite rough, but fortunately we are good sailors, and much to our relief so was the dog. He couldn't wait to get back on board for the return trip ! His fare cost us 60 pence return, so you can imagine how long ago that was !Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-54950060355561170022015-12-09T17:27:31.197+00:002015-12-09T17:27:31.197+00:00as the kids say 'sick'!as the kids say 'sick'!minimiser debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11903509195360845572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-64609631703640822162015-12-09T17:08:16.649+00:002015-12-09T17:08:16.649+00:00Yes! Smile on my face.Yes! Smile on my face.Nota Benehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00969705852180234416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-57923946583695898282015-12-09T15:54:40.771+00:002015-12-09T15:54:40.771+00:00John, your life never ceases to amaze me. People ...John, your life never ceases to amaze me. People tell me I'm a calming person but you take nonchalance to a new level. Thnx for the morning chuckle.normahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09982802306376438097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-69670915428284114542015-12-09T15:54:31.513+00:002015-12-09T15:54:31.513+00:00John, your life never ceases to amaze me. People ...John, your life never ceases to amaze me. People tell me I'm a calming person but you take nonchalance to a new level. Thnx for the morning chuckle.normahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09982802306376438097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-88436881151765923832015-12-09T15:39:33.385+00:002015-12-09T15:39:33.385+00:00Just when I thought you couldn't outdo unexpec...Just when I thought you couldn't outdo unexpected posts in the past.....you come up with a pocketful of puke! Can't wait for 2016 adventures ! So funny!!Jan Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04792206979656707142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-72625883146562255892015-12-09T15:24:25.120+00:002015-12-09T15:24:25.120+00:00That's a rough way to clean your closet out.That's a rough way to clean your closet out.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-81620833065864882952015-12-09T15:12:49.659+00:002015-12-09T15:12:49.659+00:00A very long time ago, far away on another planet c...A very long time ago, far away on another planet called San Francisco .. I was the owner for a short time of a Newfoundland.<br />Fully grown, the size of a small car. Very sweet, slow and kind of stupid.<br />It was dark, I was trying to get him home but he was slow and the bus stopped where I was standing. No one was on it.<br />The driver looked at me, looked at the dog and opened the doors. <br />Angels drive buses.Notes From ABroadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12202279303962539035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-42122505193384230212015-12-09T14:04:28.159+00:002015-12-09T14:04:28.159+00:00Great save! I salute you for your sacrifice. Once...Great save! I salute you for your sacrifice. Once we were driving over a rough road when one of our German shorthairs leaned over the front seat to rest his head on my shoulder. Suddenly he barfed right down onto my shoulder and entire lap. Then turned around, curled up on the seat and went back to sleep. Wish I'd been wearing handy cargo pants. Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00689105159583465606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-79843008836216470852015-12-09T12:57:50.581+00:002015-12-09T12:57:50.581+00:00This is a reason to buy a new pair of pants. Chri...This is a reason to buy a new pair of pants. Chris will be happy.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-76752373971752339452015-12-09T12:50:45.826+00:002015-12-09T12:50:45.826+00:00Pity bus windows no longer open. You're a good...Pity bus windows no longer open. You're a good man. <br />Adorable puppy!!<br /><br />MissFifiUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14590011396134249375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-79975398044459726292015-12-09T12:30:12.905+00:002015-12-09T12:30:12.905+00:00That is the sweetest picture. Sweet sweet baby. ...That is the sweetest picture. Sweet sweet baby. And you are a noble father.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-35238530534838804832015-12-09T12:23:24.966+00:002015-12-09T12:23:24.966+00:00Fantastic! This certainly brightened my day. I'...Fantastic! This certainly brightened my day. I'm glad she's ok now. XJuleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08580391460678291981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-58034156673562629202015-12-09T12:22:51.651+00:002015-12-09T12:22:51.651+00:00Rachel, you remind me of my bus rides ! I forgot ....Rachel, you remind me of my bus rides ! I forgot .. London buses, the red London Bus ! We rode upstairs :) Notes From ABroadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12202279303962539035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-58031521384508020392015-12-09T10:52:40.541+00:002015-12-09T10:52:40.541+00:00Ever heard of this amazing new invention - THE NEE...Ever heard of this amazing new invention - THE NEEDLE? For use with cotton when repairing cargo trousers or for sticking in scotch eggs to test the consistency of the yolk within.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-64611541971384921782015-12-09T09:37:59.899+00:002015-12-09T09:37:59.899+00:00I dropped a basin of beans in tomato sauce on Mond...I dropped a basin of beans in tomato sauce on Monday as I was taking them out of the microwave. They went all over the kitchen - up the curtains and the window, all over the cupboard doors and the dishwasher. Today the farmer has gone to hire the carpet cleaner for the kitchen carpet. Pity they don't do the same kind of thing for dogs (and for cargo pants come to that)- incidentally it did look as though about twenty dogs had been sick all over the floor.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-62366930510450427552015-12-09T08:58:55.279+00:002015-12-09T08:58:55.279+00:00My son says "WAY too much information, Ma&quo...My son says "WAY too much information, Ma".... And that certainly was! Poor Mary. You really are in line for The Bestist Dad award though!Virginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06864657381173674455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-25968976505354068972015-12-09T08:56:23.245+00:002015-12-09T08:56:23.245+00:00My waist line thanks you John you just put me off ...My waist line thanks you John you just put me off eating a third slice of pizza. Curly Clubhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12802333414956803595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-68782331585472044662015-12-09T08:55:14.554+00:002015-12-09T08:55:14.554+00:00We used to jump on and off buses when they were mo...We used to jump on and off buses when they were moving when we were at school. No doors on them in those days and nobody to stop you.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-87765893503473180982015-12-09T08:49:31.377+00:002015-12-09T08:49:31.377+00:00When my son was a baby, he threw up all over my sh...When my son was a baby, he threw up all over my shirt as I was holding him. I washed the shirt but as I was ironing it, I thought to myself that I could smell sick. The puke was still inside the pocket and dried to lovely sick crisps as I ironed it! Cute picture above xSusanMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09622557936441532144noreply@blogger.com