Pictures and Story by Christine Cawley
Edited by Jennifer Gill
I must say that truly the only way to experience Beverly Hills is with a dog like Rocket! He was the magic key to the city. We decided since yesterday, we experienced the smell of street urine and the sound of grocery carts scooting along the asphalt in the heart of downtown Los Angeles, that today for contrast, we would smell the over-perfumed, plastic girls and hear the sound of diamonds clinking together in Beverly Hills.
Rocket had to have a photo in front of this divine piece of art. Simply mod, darling!
Rocket was on the trail for a Pretty Woman as he strutted up Two Rodeo.
He was the latest rage in Beverly Hills! Tour buses drove by and waved to Rocket. There were paparazzi following us with comments and smiles. I would not be surprised if Rocket's photo is found later in the grocery store checkout line.
Seriously, as we passed by all the people on the street we could hear them talk about Rocket in various languages. "Regardez, le chien," or "Mida! El perro!" Several children stopped for a pet and a smile. All the Beverly Hills women with little puffball dogs opened their arms to Rocket for conversation. "Oh how much does your bichon weigh?", "Oh, what a cute dog!", and "Please do join Muffie and me on the verandah for some cucumber sandwiches!" (Um, okay, perhaps that last one was an exaggeration.)
Rocket went to Jack & Jill's
to fetch a drink of water.
He sat down
and lost his frown
as the water came soon after.
Rocket is a dog of action. He loved watching all the people as they played on the grass or lounged on the patios at this new garden area.
Rocket was excited to create some performance art on Canon Drive. Afterward, we headed back through the residential streets and he sniffed every tree and stone that had a story to tell.
The front desk girls at the Residence Inn Beverly Hills all greeted Rocket by name. He went on two paws and did his dance. The front desk girls squealed with delight. Rocket sure knows how to work a room! Now he is passed out under the table and dreaming about his next luxury stop...Monte Carlo!
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