paris and nicole

One more byproduct of last weekend in San Francisco, and I have a feeling this may not translate and just be a "you had to be there" thing, but hopefully at least one or two of you will get a chuckle out of this. When we stopped by the "Wag" Hotel for dogs, they had a playtime going on for one group of dogs that we could watch through the window. After a bit, we noticed these two little white dogs with little bows in their hair huddled in a corner looking almost terrified. We named them Paris and Nicole, and soon were putting words in their mouths. "Where are we?" "How did we get with all these common puppies?" "I thought we were going to the club." "These look like the help to me, aren't we supposed to have our own yard?" They never left the corner the whole time we were there.