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And so it begins . . .

Today Nikki and I hunted for dog boutiques. Many pet shops in Paris have some items for dogs, cages full of puppies, and a lot of weird farm animals and chickens with feathers on their feet. No, we wanted a genuine boutique. We ran across the ONLY doggie daycare in all of France (see photo of me being loved on by the owner). At first I was taken aback by the fact that this kind of thing is so unusual in France, and then the reason hit me -- it's because dogs rule this city too! I suspected as much, but I can now add a morsel of proof to my basket of evidence. Dogs don't need daycare here because they are hard at work running the government and all of its services. Of course! Still, I'm sure there are puppies here, and young tots do need a place to play during the day while their parents are at work, so I'm relieved that at least this one daycare exists. We also saw a doggie taxi today, further proof that canines are king in this town. Viva la doggies! 


One bit of disturbing news regarding Nikki's behavior . . . I seem to be irresistible to French men, because they come up to talk to ME, but then a moment later they are talking to Nikki. She knows how I feel about my public -- it's critical that I maintain a good relationship with my fanbase. Shall I show my displeasure by biting a few ankles? No, I'm too evolved for that. I shall be the bigger dog and allow Nikki to mingle with my fans. After all, she's my best friend. 

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Any pics of these French men? ;)

Posted by: PaddleAddict | August 12, 2008 at 10:38 AM

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