The Purrito joined me for lunch in La Défense yesterday, and we were (quite unsurprisingly) distracted by the animals that were present as part of the marché de nöel.
Aside to the market overseers: you may want to have a native or at least advanced Anglophone take a look through your music playlist; this sounds very much like Jingle Bell Rock, but…
This pig was dreaming, thus prompting the question “what exactly does a pig dream about?'”
Chickens and a manic (aren’t they all?) guinea.
Note to our friendsgiving guests: the large white-and-black bird in the center of the frame is a turkey. The black bird with the tail is not a turkey.
It’s a set of mobile foie gras containers.
Randy ponies.
The Purrito’s favorite: fuzzy donkeys.
Zzzzz.
Fezzik In Paris 