In my village I'm known as 'la femme avec le petit chien noir.' (Yes, as per the Chekhov short story.) But now I'm not the only one. Patricia, who owns the tabac with her husband has acquired a little black schnauzer (or schnau-zehhhr as it is pronounced in French) called Emile.
Emile is extremely cute. When he is not prancing around the village with Patricia, he can be found curled up in front of a gas heater in the newsagents. Sometimes, I find an excuse to go in there just to look at him. Unfortunately, Biff is not at all pleased about this development. When Patricia tried to introduce Emile to him the other day, he growled aggressively at the newcomer. He's not happy that he has a rival in the villagers' affections.