Oh, we have etiquette. This is London—we have etiquette for everything.
First, keep your dog on your lap if possible. A small dog? Perfect. A massive Irish Wolfhound? Um, good luck with that. If your dog sits on the floor, make sure they aren’t blocking the aisle. Commuters with suitcases will thank you with a very British nod of approval.
Second, bring a blanket or a towel. Tube seats have seen things. You don’t want your dog sniffing the ghost of yesterday’s spilled coffee. And please, please, clean up after them. If they have an accident—which happens, because dogs are little chaos machines—tell a station worker. They have special kits. You won’t be banished to the doggy underworld.
The Stinky Dog Factor
Let’s be real: wet dog smell on a crowded Tube is a weapon of mass olfactory destruction. If it’s raining, give Fido a quick towel-down before boarding. Your fellow passengers need oxygen, not a nose-full of damp terrier.
