This pampered pitou was out shopping with his people: Because of his extreme cuteness, he was allowed to wait inside the entrance to the shop.
This pooch wasn't quite as pampered but seemed resigned to waiting outside.
I think he has the "poor poor pitiful me" look
This little minou was waiting to get back
into her house.
Once back in, of course, she would immediately want to go out again.
This is the Universal Way of the Cat.
It seems as if a displaced dairy farmer, forced to move to the big city for financial reasons, and pining for his cows, decided to paint a nostalgic scene on the side of his building. French cows say "meuh!" rather than "moo!" you'll note. I believe it's a question of attitude towards life in general.
Although one is not allowed to keep cattle in Montreal, the city is much more lenient when it comes to unicorns. I'm not sure what sound unicorns make, in any language.
(Please note: No animals were harmed in the filming of this blog posting.)