Woofin' During an Evening Walk on Burgundy
 

By

Boudreaux, Lagniappe, Zydeco and Cayenne

 

 

ZYDECO: Man, I still can't get over how clean the Quarter is.

BOUDREAUX: I know. Both the streets and the sidewalks. And no garbage.

LAGNIAPPE: Yeah, it's so dang clean I ain't found a chicken bone on the sidewalk in a month.

CAYENNE: Chicken bone! I can't even find a bread crumb. The city won't have to worry about the pigeons any more. They're gonna starve to death.

BOUDREAUX: Well I don't know about all that, but it ain't any fun walking in the Quarter now. It just doesn't smell no mo'.

CAYENNE: Yeah, and for us beagles, nothing to smell is like a day without a bone. Man, where's the aroma.

ZYDECO: The aroma is gone, dawg. That new waste contractor has cleaned up the Quarter. The Mayor's administration really did a good job with the bid process and award of the contract.

BOUDREAUX: Well good for humans but our life style is sure hurtin' for it. I would give my left front paw for a gutter French fry right now.

ZYDECO: Whoa! Whoa! Boudreaux! No, it is good for us too.

LAGNIAPPE: Say what?

CAYENNE: Yeah, Z is right. I see it now. A clean Quarter will encourage more people to live here. And it will bring back the tourists.

BOUDREAUX: And more people means we'll have a better chance to score a stray bone or fry.

LAGNIAPPE: I wouldn't count on that. The street sweepers on foot scoop them up as fast as they hit the ground.

ZYDECO: Well guys, we'll just have to revert to our tried and true tactic, begging.

CAYENNE: Yup, we'll just have to put on our long faces and wag our tails to get more biscuits from Bebe and Arthur.

BOUDREAUX: Ok, but it still ain't a gutter fry.