|Adieu, mes petits amis!
Like millions of French children, I watched all the episodes in the French “Belle et Sébastien” series. Faithful “Belle” (I credit her for inspiring my life-long love story with large breed dogs,) and cute and daring Sébastien became my best friends.
There were amazing books, of course, like Jack London’s White Fang or The Call of the Wild. And let’s not forget three illustrious dogs all European children grew up with:
|Idefix (Dogmatix in the US) with his friends Asterix and Obelix|
|Milou (Snowy in the US) and his owner Tintin, the Belgian detective|
|Rantanplan, aka “the stupidest dog in the Wild Wild West”
(the Lucky Luke series)
Once I was old enough to live independently and make my own decisions, I did not rush to get a dog. I lived in downtown Paris where I rented a 260 square foot apartment and worked long hours at American Express, on business trips several days a month. Like Dad before me, I had to admit – reluctantly – that I was not ready for dog ownership.
To get my “dog fix,” I would turn around in the street when I saw a pooch and its owner walking by [I still do;] pet the dog if I was lucky; visit the pet stores on quai de la Mégisserie, by the Seine river, on a regular basis.
|Quai de la Mégisserie: A special place in the city
Plants, flowers, and animals too.
Then, one day, I moved to the United States, when Le Husband was transferred to Seattle. After a few months here, our rental house was broken into. That was the only excuse I needed to visit the local shelter and adopt my first dog, at long last. Her name was Shadow. She was an American mutt, a “Chewfie” (Chow/Newfoundland mix.) She was 3 years old and had been there for several months, on death row because her big hairy black face scared many children when they visited the shelter with their parents. Le Husband and I fell in love, and as luck would have it, Shadow did too.
|Beautiful Shadow (1993-2007)|
|On a cold winter day at the local dog park:
A French girl and… a bear?
|The Chewfie loved snow!|
Over the years, I taught Shadow a few tricks, and she taught me about dog ownership and responsibility. She lived with us for 11 years, through several homes, many field trips, daily walks, and a child (she always maintained a respectful distance when Junior started to walk.) She left us on a beautiful fall day, a few months shy of her 15th birthday. Shadow, tu me manques (I miss you.)
Meanwhile, like many families, we had already adopted our “back-up dog,” a wise decision since Shadow, as a typical Chow, had been primarily my dog. Junior (he was 3 at the time,) needed a special friend too. Few things pain me more in life than meeting children who are afraid of dogs because they have never been around them. I decided early on that Junior would not be one of them, and he isn’t. Like his mother, he has never met a dog he did not like, and he is wonderful with all our pets.
|Junior and a buddy making friends at the dog park
The year I turned 40, we adopted our next dog, Hailey, the Yellow Dog. Like Shadow, she came from the local shelter, a Lab/Boxer mix, another corniaud (mutt,) 18 months old at the time, 65 lbs of boisterousness and limitless energy. She and the boy hit it off immediately.
Nine years later, Junior and the Yellow Dog are still going strong and fall asleep together every night. Even though I am in charge of exercising the beast and handle most walks (she needs a firm hand,) Junior feeds her, and plays with his favorite girl in the backyard most days after school. I am fully aware that Hailey is his dog. I just happen to take care of her.
|I wonder how many miles we have already walked together?|
The good news is that she is finally slowing down and has turned into a fine sailing dog.
Cover your ears, Yellow Dog. I do not want you to hear what follows…
Lately, I have been thinking about my next dog. This time, I would really like to adopt a puppy, and maybe choose a smaller, slightly less energetic breed. The comical, amiable, and monkey-faced French Bulldog has tickled my fancy for years. I love all bulldogs, but the Frenchie stands out as a worthy candidate.
I am always so thrilled to see a French bulldog in the street, but that does not happen often in our neck of the woods. Fortunately, celebrities and the media love them, and I can get my fix on the Internet any time…
|Tough guys carry small dogs|
|Will his heart go on?|
|Meet Martha’s Sharkey and Francesca
(Psst! Martha! Not sure Francesca approves of your fashion sense!)
I may find a French bulldog puppy in a year or two; or I may stop at the local shelter again, where another mutt will steal my heart. Either way, there will always be dogs in my life. My friends get it. Most of them are dog lovers too.
What about you, is there a special dog in your heart?
Aldous Huxley once said: “To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs.”
He may have been right. Your dog will always stand by you and look up to you even when others don’t. There are times in life when this kind of love is hard to turn away.
|Bill [Clinton] and Buddy|
|George [Bush] and Spot|
|François [Mitterand] and Baltique|
|Richard [Nixon] and Checkers|
After reading all this, it will not come as a surprise to you that when the author of a book about a dog named Chula offered me to review it on the blog, I accepted. Meet Chula the Sheltie, a traveling dog if there ever was one.
Chula and her owners, Sheron and Bob, traveled from California to France where they had the best time visiting Provence and Paris. The story is told by Chula, bien sûr, so this would make a wonderful book to read with children. The humorous illustrations highlight some of the dog’s adventures as she discovers the French way of life. French restaurants? Check. Riding the TGV? Check. Visiting local boulangeries and outdoor markets? Check. Chula the Sheltie did it all.
|I can’t blame you, Chula!|
|It’s a lot more fun to be a dog in France, Chula!|
There are also some beautiful photographs that capture the colors, scents and flavors of iconic Provence, as well as cultural tidbits and useful travel tips for pet owners.
|Chula loves the scent of irises…
(copyright 2011 by OIC Books)
|“Do I smell lamb?”
(copyright 2011 by OIC books)
|Chula loves the big water bowls France left out for her!
(in Sault, Provence)
(copyright 2011 by OIC books)
I am happy to recommend this lively, entertaining book to all my readers. It would make a great gift for your dog loving friends, or for any francophile. Interested? Paper and digital editions are available here, here or here (ebook editions include a bonus: videos recorded in France.)
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