It appears that owning a dog in France is like obtaining an open pass to converse with any and all strangers you meet on the street. Whether you want to or have little choice in the matter. While his little cocker eyes don't fool me for a second (well, apart from that bit that saw me forking over a bunch of cash to buy him), they seem to work wonders on all passers by that either have a dog, had a dog, want a dog or are quite simply insane. Being, as we are, in France, this figure is somewhere around the 98% mark.

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