I'm not a small dog person at all. But when I was in Paris a great friend of mine and gorgeous Russian girl called Valentina asked Gabbie to take care of her pooch for a long weekend whilst she went away. And so arrived Mischa... and she rocked!
It was the best weekend of my time in Paris. My brother came to visit - Ross, Gabbie, Tod and I - all spent the evening at Gab's and Ross's apartment (with one of Gab's incredible curries) before heading to the best club I have ever been to in my life - all on flying form and finally drunk and high as little kites we climbed Sacre Coeur to see the sunrise....
Photos of Mischa remind me of that weekend!
(last 2 photos taken by me)