No one understands me...

Each day after my morning vineyard run-a-bout we set off for somewhere new, the other day the Guv drove to Brantome.  Certainly a bit too touristy to want to live there but well worth seeing. 

I met a few French canines when walking along the river front, not that I could converse though....they seem to be saying:-

pouvez vous aboyer dans le français s'il vous plaît?

and never replied when I shouted

μπορείτε να γαβγίζουν στα ελληνικά;