Mme. Merceris isn't feeling well tonight, so I offered to take Eliott for his late evening walk.
I walked along the main boulevard just down the block from our apartment, because it's well lit. It is also lined with trees, each surrounded by a square patch of dirt, and parked cars. What I want to know is, why does Eliott insist on walking next to the buildings? Aren't the cars interesting, too? I mean, the cars have been all over the city and must be far more exotic than the buildings, which haven't moved in years. And the trees, those must be covered with interesting scents, too. But no. He has to walk next to the building, and though I offer him dirt-surrounded tree after dirt-surrounded tree, he must do his business on the sidewalk. Nobody picks up after their dogs here, but it still bothers me. *sigh*
I know I promised a post with pics of Strasbourg and another one with pics of Nancy. They will come. But for now, a short post on the illogical whims of French beagles.
Bonne nuit!
So how do you say "heel" in French? Or being a smaller dog, do you just pull him along? I'm a little shocked over the public filth - does someone come along occasionally with a manure wagon? I thought Europeans washed their sidewalks daily - or is that just the Dutch? Do people keep only small dogs in the city?
RépondreSupprimerHomer, on the other hand, spent part of yesterday evening's snowing and blowing reclining with a bone on the rug in the garage. And another part riding along to pick up Amy after orchestra. Mom