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Friday, March 25, 2011

It's a Dog's Life in Paris, Paris



Is this where it all started? The Parisian obsession with dogs? Even in the 18th century, when this sculpture was coaxed from purest white marble, the dog was the best friend of the French, men and women alike.

Indeed, an impartial observe might easily be convinced that dogs are not man's but woman's best friend -- French women, in any case.




The faithful, loyal hound has long been a symbol of domestic bliss. Can Fido keep a French couple together? That's a tall order. Certainly, the dear old dog doesn't seem to have an opinion about adultery. We've seen umpteen pooches in the company of philanderers of both sexes.



In marble, bronze and, nowadays, in a designer basket, often with a blanket, to keep toutou warm, the life of a pooch in Paris is not all that bad.














Even if you can't live the dog's life in Paris this spring, you'll always have Paris, Paris (the book features a chapter titled "Vie de chien: A Dog's Life in Paris").








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