Flea Market Dogs

Dear Diva Readers,

top: 5px; float: left; color: white; background: #781300; border: 1px solid darkkhaki; font-size: 100px; line-height: 90px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 5px; font-family: times;”>If I believed in reincarnation I would want to return to this next life as a dog in Paris!!  They live the good life – Parisians carry their dogs in their Louis Vuitton hand-bags as they dash across the city, going from chic locale to chic locale.  Restaurants in Paris not only allow les chiens to accompany their owners to the table but they’re often given their own plate and water bowl under the table!  On top of that, the average French dog visits the spa more times per year than I do… and if that wasn’t enough to have me interested in living my next life as a French dog, they also flea market! Today in honor of the Spring Semester of my favorite flea market in France – La Foire Nationale à la Brocante et aux Jambons going on this March 11-20, 2011 – I want to share with you a few snap shots of these furry French friends I’ve taken over the years at this famed flea market in the Parisian suburb of Chatou.

I think some vendors simply bring their pets because they look so darn cute cuddled underneath their inventory!  This pup would certainly convince me to buy that basket!

Other dogs are put to work guarding the antiques and vintage pieces in their master’s stall… or perhaps, rather than guarding they are used to lure customers into the stall with their cuteness!

Meanwhile some of the dogs at the National Fair of the Flea Market and Ham are for sale! You could take home this English Victorian Dog Pitcher or this charmingly naïve painting of a French bow-clad puppy!


But sometimes it gets to be too much – As you can see, all this shopping is exhausting for the poor dogs! 

Sometimes they simply have to take a break!

And when the dogs find something they really want at the flea market – like these gorgeous gilt chairs… they plead and whine in hopes of getting their way!  With those puppy dog eye’s I’m a goner… I’d give into their whims every time!

When the day is the done, the dog knows it and he takes his master home!  After spending the day at les puce, I’m happy as a dog!

The Antiques Diva®

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Author: Toma Clark Haines

Toma Clark Haines is a Global Tastemaker, Speaker, Writer & Entrepreneur; and founder and CEO The Antiques Diva® & Co, Europe, Asia and America's largest Antiques Sourcing & Touring Company.

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  • On my first trip to Paris (c1976), while enjoying dinner at Le Train Bleu, I came to notice a beautiful Bull doggie at the next table — he was known by the waiter and his service dishes were ON the table, not under it. He sat at the table as proper as any human could and, sad to say, better than most people I know today.

    On another day we stopped to have lunch at a small crowded sidewalk cafe. I squeezed into the back seat of a tiny table. I could squeeze into things then 🙂 For the entire time we were there, a red Dachshund doggie, being held by his mistress, snoozed with his head on my shoulder.

    On my more recent trips to Paris; in particular; those to the flea market, I was amazed at dogs wandering thru and lifting a leg on high end antiques. I fully expected to hear a proprietor scold as only the French can do. But there was little reaction. The urine eventually was wiped off the furniture but no one appeared distressed. I came to the conclusion that perhaps this added to the patina that folks pay so much for.

    My trips are short because I have animals I don’t want to be away from. At the time of one of my trips, I was owned by a little Rat Terrier named RT. RT was a hand full. When I spotted the beautiful little creature in the shelter, I knew he would be back and forth to the shelter, or worse, unless I took him home. I still have the image of a little “RT” in Paris trotting down the street and lifting his leg at random and wishing how my RT could be there. I think Paris would have been his kind of town. Thank you for your post on this subject. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

    • Apologies for the auto response – I’m in Paris on an Antiques Diva trip – but would love to chat with you when I return! In the meantime, if your email is time sensitive please resend with URGENT in the title and I’ll email you as soon as possible!

      Toma Haines
      AKA, The Antiques Diva

    • Rebecca,
      Apologies on my delay responding to your wonderful message you left on the Diva blog! I’m wondering if you’d let me post this comment as a BLOG ARTICLE!! It’s wonderfully written and captures Paris perfectly!? Can I post it? If so – would you like me to post a picture of you? Or by chance do you have a website blog or store I could promote in conjunction with the post??
      My best,
      Toma Haines
      aka The Antiques Diva

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