Wavy Paws. Today, I am reviewing a picture book travelogue for Meet Me At The Bookshelf called Betty and Rita Go to Paris with Text by Judith E. Hughes and Photographs by Michael Malyszko.
Ah, Paris. What could be better?
The French Crown Jewels, you say?
A little robbery at the Louvre, you say.
No, indeed. Just feast your eyes on the 84 pages of the City of Lights as seen by two adorable black labradors, Betty, age 11, and Rita, age 7.
Woof, what? You saw a picture of Betty and Rita lingering outside the Louvre?
*Cough* Well, page 26, right? They look thrilled there.
Um, no.
No one they know planned that heist. This is way before that event.
This 1999 book is a gorgeous photo journal instead; indeed, it’s a love note to dogs and travel.
I give it five paws way up.
Paris lends itself to great photography. These top dogs enliven Paris, featuring joyous photos alongside poetic writings within the pages. You will dream of big-city lights and your own furry friend.
Did you ever wish you could see Jim Morrison’s grave with your peeps?
Enjoy the Eiffel Tower all lit up at night?
Do you ever want to see the original Notre Dame Cathedral?
Sniff out a Hunchback or a baguette?
I do. I think books transport us into worlds we would love to explore. You may reside in Paris briefly, nods, if you suspend reality.
Sort of like you must suspend disbelief when the peeps tell you your dinner bowl is late, da nerve, because of a random “time change.”
As we move into fall and my favorite season, winter with all the snow, we like to look at this book to inspire my pup outings.
My momma reads this lovely book aloud to me and did it for all my sisfurs before me. In fact, my biggest sisfur, woo do not know her, she got to travel with my peeps to Paris, nod, nod. Her picture gives me joy, picturing them present in April, with budding trees, my dish full, on schedule, dear woman.
Oh, I digress.
Betty and Rita pose at all the most important Parisian places.
My crucial locale, however, exists here, alongside Momma.
Betty and Rita, like all pups, pose while eating, romping, wrestling, and leaping about in fountains. They no doubt got treats for all the posing *looks longingly at my dinner bowl*.
I loved these two Labradors, and I know you will too.
Ooh look, dinner is here. Gotta run. See you next time when you Meet Me At The Bookshelf.
Wuv You.




