Eight months old and Bob already recognizes the tell tale signs. Angus is going away. He watches me come down the stairs in a suit and tie and immediately sinks into his Mister Glum routine . His best '' How could you ever think of leaving me ? " look as I lace up my shoes .
On the way to the airport we pass the newly unveiled roundabout. A blob of luminescent orange. Municipal bad taste is universal. Even ' the font ' is at a loss for something positive to say about it ; settling for a lukewarm " it'll bring a touch of colour to the place in winter ".
At the airport Bob soon forgets I'm heading off. His attention fixated on the sliding doors in the departure terminal. These make a very satisfying ' whoosh ' when activated by a pair of very large furry paws . PON heaven. Sophie, inquisitive as ever, is soon joining in the fun. Bob plays silently, Sophie emits high pitched squeaks.
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I think Confucius may have not have foreseen the municipal bad taste roundabout...
I'm glad that Bob was shaken out of his melancholy by the sliding doors - it's always good to have a distraction. Mine is generally chocolate. Or whisky. Or chocolate AND whisky!
We've just got a new roundabout in town....complete with a palm tree in the middle(?) AND pedestrian walk across it to stop traffic, thereby negating the purpose of a roundabout!
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
Video of the doors being activated by furry paws would be extremely welcome.
I guess I'll be getting the Bob treatment from my boy Brownie when I leave on Saturday for my holiday.
Airport doors whooshing away are quite an inherited joy it seems.
Safe travels and say hi to the men in dark suits.
Ha ha! I was thinking the same thing!
I wish you safe and happy travels, although the bad ones are usually more entertaining blog fodder!
Sounds adorable! I hope the PONS cute airport play someday makes its way into their blog as a video...oh please, please!
Sounds adorable! I hope the PONS cute airport play someday makes its way into their blog as a video...oh please, please!
Dogs read body language so much better than we humans, don't they! All I have to do is put on shoes and Jake and JH know something's up. Car ride? Walk? Abandonment, which means a greenie to take the sting off? Whatever it is, we're ready, they say!
Safe travels!
Joan and the Boyz
We have a very very old wind machine at the round about in the next town Lindsay, CA
Wind machines are used here to keep the orange trees from freeze in winter.
Gosh....is that round about as close to those homes as it looks? It looks like there is barely a sidewalk there!
Bonnie n Kenzie
The beautiful bye-ways would approve of the flowers though. Have fun!
Whoosh! Reminds me of my nieces first introduction to escalators - they were fascinated.
We have a new roundabout, too: the orange, or in our case bright maroon, must be a requirement. I"m particularly concerned because most drivers can't execute a proper left hand turn in normal circumstances, and this roundabout has two lanes! Run for the hills!
Oh dear, everything has beauty but not everyone can see? It's true, I can't see the beauty in that roundabout. Well, I suppose it is very easy to see, and when driving it is good to see the thing you are driving around. It still isn't beautiful though.
Bob and Sophie on the other hand, beautiful on so many levels. Love the image of big fluffy paws operating a whooshing machine.
Kioko slouches in the hallway head between his paws when I grab my purse and head out wearing my work uniform of black suit and heels, he doesn't even try to run for the door. My work schedule can be unpredictable so it isn't a timing thing, I am sure it is my clothes. If I am in flips flops and jeans when I grab my purse he jumps around my ankles and runs back and forth, unless I have to tickle him under his chin and promise that I'll be back soon, when he immediately slouches and gets all doe eyed.
I wonder if Google satellite will show up the bright pumpkin in deepest France profonde?
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