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Dog Day Apres-Midi
Unlike in the USA, dogs are not shut out of life in Paris. I bring Lucy to cafs, the grocery store -- everywhere but museums. Well, unless I hide her in my purse. Yesterday, the butcher gave her a piece of steak about the size of her head as a treat. Before anybody starts mewling about how awful it is that she's in the grocery store, note that she's better behaved (and probably cleaner) than most people's children. Hmmm...maybe they're the ones who should be left outside grocery stores and restaurants, chained to a post!
Amy Paris Groceries .jpg

photo par mon amour Gregg Sutter

Posted by aalkon at July 9, 2004 8:05 AM


Darling Toto has finally been stolen by the Wicked Witch! Our little garnishee looks on in terror as the evil entity shops for cooking oil.

Posted by: chris at July 9, 2004 7:37 AM

Amy -- Next time be sure to turn your derriere a bit more toward the camera. We want the curves!

Posted by: Lena at July 9, 2004 8:37 AM

Tres chic, even while hanging out in the juice section. My compliments.

Posted by: The Prop at July 9, 2004 11:02 AM

Merci tous...and a note to Chris...jus de clmentine (clementine orange juice...yum!)

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 9, 2004 12:14 PM

she's better behaved (and probably cleaner) than most people's children

I read somewhere that kissing dogs is safer than kissing human children, because the latter carry so many more germs harmful to homo sapiens.

Posted by: A Fly on the Wall at July 9, 2004 1:06 PM

Fly: Yes, that's true. Plus, no one ever had a restraining order placed on them, barring them from within 500 yards of Venice Middle School, for making out with a schnauzer.

Amy: is there no quarrantine for bringing dogs from the US to France and back? Or do you just rent dogs from one of those airport vending machines once you touchdown at Orly?

Posted by: Frank at July 9, 2004 4:38 PM

One thing we can say with certainty about this teensy mutt is that it's better dressed than most children, and I suspect more obsessively fussed-over as well. Seems to me that real dog would be less trouble than a yappy little thing like that, but probably not so portable.

Posted by: Richard at July 9, 2004 8:32 PM

First of all, you're wearing feathers. You can get away with it because you're a girl obsessed with France. But the dog is wearing the same gingham number as in the lefthand banner... The other bitches out there must be terribly embarassed for her.

Posted by: Crid at July 9, 2004 8:47 PM

What caught my eye is the fat-assed heifer reflected in the mirror on the left. Are you sure this photo wasn't taken in Berkeley, Amy?

Posted by: Lena at July 9, 2004 10:03 PM

First of all, Richard, unlike your children, my dog does not yap. She is perfectly behaved, and even uses a litter box. Before 9-11, I smuggled her on planes all the time. I can take her to a restaurant or a movie in America, and no one is the wiser. Can you say that about your...darlings? Moreover, she has many outfits -- probably more than many people. She is going to change to her leopard collar today, in case you're interested in her fashion vicissitudes. And Lena, I believe that bulging bee-hind bee-longs to an American.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 9, 2004 10:16 PM

Amy, I'm sorry to hurt your feelings, and I hate to brag on my adult offspring, so I'll just say that my darlings don't have fleas and leave it at that.

Posted by: Richard at July 10, 2004 4:32 AM

"Advantix" for large breeds?

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 10, 2004 7:34 AM

They also don't dress like drag queens.

Posted by: Richard at July 10, 2004 11:29 AM

Oh, that dog is cuuuuuuuute! What breed is she?

Posted by: Kate at July 10, 2004 6:00 PM

Half purebred Yorkshire terrier and half Queen Of The Universe. PS Regarding the drag queen crack, your girls should be as feminine looking as drag queens. Few women dress like girls these day; most seem to prefer to look like they're enroute to repair somebody's septic tank.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 10, 2004 11:14 PM

What a nice little dog! I used to have a chihuahua terrier mix, and she was a great dog to have around. Played well with kids and even was willing to pick fights to "defend" me from a malamute (she WON).

And she was definitely quieter and better behaved than the little terrors in my old neighborhood whose parents would never tell the little dears to keep it to a dull roar in public.

Posted by: Greg Dewar at July 11, 2004 10:38 AM

I'll echo the "tres chic." Is that cheese I spy in the cart?

Posted by: M at July 11, 2004 4:30 PM

bien sur!

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 11, 2004 10:15 PM

The strange thing is that Lucy looks at least twice the size in this picture as she is in real life.

Amy, there was a pretty good piece in the L.A. Times Sunday mag by Martin Booe on badly behaved children. I'll save it for you. In the meantime, ENOUGH with the political musings already and GET ON with the kids in cafes anecdotes, OK?

Posted by: Cathy Seipp at July 11, 2004 11:19 PM

PS: "Cecile" has been having a lot of fun with that crepemaker you got her...

Posted by: Cathy Seipp at July 11, 2004 11:21 PM

Thanks, re: Booe's piece. Like his work. And I promise to post the underparented brats piece just as soon as I finish my column! And more Paris photos.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at July 12, 2004 2:08 AM

Braised with onions and habaneros, that dog would make a nice burrito.

Posted by: Richard at July 13, 2004 1:19 PM