Two little Boston Terrier girls bring their Momo & Mr.Momo to Paris for a long stay. These are the tales of their very fine adventures.


Oh So Very Tired

L&P seem to need a day off after a big excursion. I think the Metro takes lots of BT fortitude - I know it does for Momo. Today Dad went to work for the first time since arriving. Momo and the L&P were on their own. After a big rest the three of us went out to potty and fetch a morning pain au chocolate. Since there is not a mirror to be found on our 1st floor, Momo forgot to look at her hair. L&P could care less - they were going out to the sidewalk buffet and Momo could be naked. She was not, just for your information. But today was significant. Two people asked for directions in French. One Momo answered with a oui and a pointed finger. Ha. She was asking for the Metro St. Lazar of which there are 86 entrances..... Hope she got the right one. Then someone asked Momo to answer a survery, to which L&P graciously licked her ankles sending her scurrying away. And someone came over to see the bon chien and tell L&P what nice Frenchies they are........Oui. Momo said Boston Terrier. She asked, Frenchie? Momo said, no, BT. So L&P are now honorary Frenchies when necessary. And the sidewalk buffet? Tres Bon!

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