We are a duet of existentialist italian dogs born in the volcanic
island of Stromboli. We’re as black as the ashes spitted by this
bourgeoise volcano, as black of the japanese ink we’re stamped with, as
black as the caviar our masters (Kuntzel+Deygas) eat at breakfast. In
2001, we were quietly sleeping at home in Paris when Sarah and Colette
offered us a “pied-à-terre” at 213 rue Saint Honoré. From that moment
we started the busy life you know. After 7 years of reflexions, we
decided to go back to an independant lazyness, and we’re happy to share
some moments of this lazy life with you, in this blog, thanks to
colette.