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The Introvert’s Sidekick to Winning Small Talk, Dinner Invites, and New Friends
Say goodbye to awkward moments.
I’m an introvert (INFP-A), and I love solitude.
But after two years of living without neighbors in Normandy, France, I missed breathing with people.
Recently, my husband and I moved to a new place: a tiny Provençal village in the South of France.
I can start meeting people…but how?
Little did I know I already had a lucky charm.
Meet Oscar. 🐶
He’s a young wirehaired dachshund (a.k.a. the clown among sausage dogs) with silly eyebrows, a funny beard, and a big personality.
When he plops on his back and offers his belly to a stranger, the job is done: I have mingled.
We’d walk through the sunny streets, cross the vineyards, and pause under a tree. “Bonjour!” greet the neighbors. 🍇 🌳
They smile. They wave. They stop to chat with the new girl and her dog.
It’s only been a little over a month, and I’ve already talked with most people on our street.
“Jenny! Ça va?” asked Réne the Smile.
