Dogs seem to be allowed everywhere; cafes, boutiques, public transport. I've spied dogs sitting at tables and eyeing off pizza, dogs checking out the lastest fashion trends in high street fashion stores and dogs catching the number 10 tram into the city.
I can see that the next 6 weeks are going to be blogging bonanza!
The first dog I met was the adorable 7 month old Boston Terrier, Camille. She was enjoying a Sunday night wine with her mum and had excellent table manners! (sadly I didn't get a very good photo of her at the table so you will have to use your imagination). Camille is owned by a photographer from New York and she was kind enough to email me one of her photos:
It was not long before I found myself surrounded by fashionable pooches...
But then I realised that was because they shop at Zara...
A walk in the park is a great activity for any dog, but especially when you are a mini dachshund!
This well travelled fluff ball told me that the European public transport system is far better that what we have in Melbourne:
And you can always get a seat!
At the end of the day, most of the dogs simply love sitting at a cafe and watching the people go by...
Or having a snooze when you think no one is watching!
Oh the joys of being a European pooch!
