Bastille Day Memories

I spent Bastille Day in Paris when I was about eight years old. We went to Montmartre and watched the fireworks. It was beautiful.

There was a woman there with a little dog in a basket who was afraid of the fireworks and barked the entire time- I think it was a dachshund. I kept wishing she would take the poor thing home.

Whenever I think of Bastille Day, I think of that  dog...