Le Petit Village is like a petting zoo. Dogs are out and about unleashed at all times and we are overrun with feral cats (my mother would die, just die if she saw them – not a cat fan). We are in desperate need of Bob Barker and his spaying and neutering ways.
And these cats aren’t cute cats that you would consider taking home for a cuddle, these things are some of the ugliest cats ever seen. They look like they have survived some sort of nuclear disaster. There is one (who has been alluding me as I’ve been stalking the village with my camera) that is mostly black, with beige bits here and there, and with a half beige face. From far away he looks like half of the fur on his face has been blown off and his little kitty skin is out. Not a good look on a cat. (Really wish I had a picture of this one, sorry).
And then the dogs; all of them are allowed out without a chaperone (except Fifty, poor Fifty, his mommy goes with him everywhere. The other dogs probably make fun of him. Now I feel bad). They chase tourists cars running and barking behind. They are the anti-welcome wagon.
And these sheep here…
I like to yell things at them while driving by (only while driving, if I was out walking they might chase me and that would be scary) Like.. “you’re all food, I’m going to eat you!”
But this here bear…
Sugar Bear, well he’s too cute to make fun of.
He was given to me (I have know idea why I think Sugar Bear is a boy but we are going to go with that) by Bonnie at The Muse30. Bonnie is an aspiring author and while her blog deals with many entertaining daily life tidbits, lately, she’s letting us into her novel writing process more and more which is a treat; story boards, index cards, outlines. It’s inspiration for that novelist inside each of us.
I now bestow Sugar Bear and The Beary Sweet Blog Award to Mimi at Bonjour Romance. If you love Paris and romance, then Mimi’s blog is for you. She’ll put a little ooh la la in your life!