A Mini Goldendoodle’s Guide to the City of Light

“Breathe Paris in. It nourishes the soul.” —Victor Hugo

Bonjour, mes amis! It’s me, Oscar, your favorite mini Goldendoodle, reporting live from Paris. That’s right, I’ve traded in backyard fetch for cobblestone streets, and let me tell you, Paris is paws-itively enchanting. Grab a croissant and let’s dive into my tail-wagging adventures in the City of Light.

Daily Walks at Trocadéro Gardens

If there’s one spot that feels like my second home, it’s the Trocadéro Gardens. This park is a dream come true for a Goldendoodle like me. Imagine sprawling lawns perfect for zoomies, fountains that glisten in the sunlight, and—the pièce de résistance—an unbeatable view of the Eiffel Tower. My human loves to snap photos of me here because, let’s face it, I’m as photogenic as Paris itself.

I’ve developed a routine at Trocadéro. First, I sniff every flowerbed like a true Parisian connoisseur. Then, I race up and down the stairs leading to the fountains, my tail wagging in overdrive. Sometimes, I spot other dogs, and we exchange polite sniffs before deciding whether it’s time for a game of chase. Spoiler: It’s always time for a game of chase.

There’s a particular bench where my human likes to sit and read while I keep watch over the park. From this spot, I can see everything—tourists taking selfies, kids laughing, and sometimes even street performers. It’s my kingdom, and I’m the fluffy ruler.

Evelyn Isaia