The Long-lost French Monarchy

If the French think that they managed to free themselves from their traditional monarchy way back during their rather bloody revolution, I am disappointed to have to tell them they were wrong. Besides the slight backtrack that the Napoleanic period gave France, the French monarchy has remained, as I imagine, alive and well. They are often seen browsing the streets of Paris, sitting sweetly at sidewalk cafes, and otherwise enjoying the high life. 

The dogs of France are well treated indeed. Perhaps better than their human incarnations ever were. Sometime after the beheading of Marie Antoinette, and before the fall of the Emperor Napoleon, the remaining French royals must have decided that reincarnation as the dogs of France would be a much better alternative to the guillotine or to exile, and they have managed to live happy lives ever since. They are allowed in any store, no matter how expensive; they dine regularly at the finest restaurants in France; they have people who wash, care for, and walk them everyday. Unless, of course, they get tired, then there is always a fantastic little Louis V waiting to whisk them home. They even get to leave little presents in the streets for all of the common folk to enjoy; they are far more magnanimous than their human ancestors. 

Naturally, I jest, but the truth is, if I had any choice on the way to live, I would choose to be one of the dogs of France. If its good enough for what was once the greatest monarchy in Europe, its good enough for me.