If it’s Monday then I must be in Paris! Ooo-la-la! And guess where I’m staying? At the Mandarin Oriental Paris, the posh place for pampered pets in Paris.
Before I share with you all of the fun I’m having here, I have to say that I loved spending the weekend hanging out with my BFF Maureen in her cute little village of Samois Sur Seine, a 40-minute train ride south of Paris. I was on my best behavior at the house I stayed in owned by a most hospitable British woman who has too many bedrooms. The house is ginormous and what fun I had romping through her massive backyard.
When my mommy went out to eat with Maureen, who is also a writer, she smuggled me into restaurants. She knows not everyone is happy to see four-legged customers walking into a restaurant.
But now that we’re in Paris, the cat, er the dog, is out of the bag! There’s seldom a reason to conceal dogs in Paris, which is why the city made our list of Top 10 Pet-Friendly Destinations. Yes, the City of Lights treats dogs right. Me and my kind are welcome practically everywhere, including restaurants and especially fine hotels.
Speaking of hotels, let me tell you about my stay at the new Mandarin Oriental Paris. Wow! Wow! Wow! I felt like royalty upon arriving. Everyone greeted me by name and when my mommy and Maureen were given champagne, I was presented with water in an elegant dish at Mandarin Oriental Paris.
Afterward, we were shown the Jardin Suite. Not only did the largest terrace in the Mandarin Oriental Paris await me but also a satin pillow with the apropos words “Happy Dog,” a welcome letter from the hotel mascot Archie, a border terrier, a pink charm engraved with my name and — get this — a linen mat with my name embroidered in pink. How special am I? I thought I had died and gone to doggie heaven! Indeed I was a Happy Dog, just like my pillow read, at the Mandarin Oriental Paris.
Because le chien rules in Paris, I was welcome in the hotel restaurant Camélia, where chef extraordinaire Thierry Marx rules. It’s not often I get to chow down at a restaurant just as my mommy is doing the same thing so I really love the Mandarin Oriental Paris for that reason.
But the best was yet to come. I was told that Archie himself was coming to the hotel to meet me that evening. Now you know, I don’t particularly care for dogs so my mommy kept telling me, “Be nice. You’re a guest in Archie’s house.” All right lady. I get it!
That evening when we returned, Archie arrived. I just couldn’t help myself. I had to show him who was boss, even if I was in his hotel. I snapped at him to let him know the queen is running the palace. After my mommy scolded me in front of his stylish parents, Mandarin Oriental Paris General Manager Philippe LeBouef and his fiancée Pepita Diamond, and my BFF Maureen, I decided to behave. Sorry Archie if you got the wrong impression of me. The Mandarin Oriental Paris is big enough for two stars.
Check back soon to read more about my exciting 21-day trip through Europe.