Paris Poodle

I’m in love with a Frenchman.

Hold it! Rebecca knows all about it and approves.

The Frenchman in question is a standard Poodle named Lucas. He manages Antiques On The Square in Marietta and employs two lovely people, Melissa and Jim. To keep peace in the family, Lucas allows Melissa and Jim to think of themselves as his masters. And, I have it on good authority, Lucas even permits the two to live in his house.

I met Lucas last winter on my first visit to his marvelous and eclectic store. We bonded (scratching his ears will do that), and he deemed me worthy of being part of his circle of admirers. I have remained in his good graces – the bag of treats brought as tribute didn’t hurt – and am now greeted with an upturned head which, in Poodle speak, means scratch my chin, or I’ll banish you.

antiquesonthesquareLucas’ place – Antiques On The Square – is a collection of the priceless and the curious. There’s fine silver and furniture, old books, historic newspapers, Civil War swords, cameras, Coca-Cola collectibles, and a stunning collection of LP’s and rock memorabilia (especially The Beatles.) And there’s so much more. If you’re in dire need of a “Your Weight And Fortune” scale, they have one.

Lucas’ management style is benign indifference. When not greeting loyal customers who may know where the treats are hidden, he stays close to the cash register and exercises his fiscal responsibilities. He also seems diligent in his employee relations, following Jim or Melissa to various parts of his empire to make sure they don’t give away the merchandise.

In truth, Lucas is not particular about who scratches his ears. I have put that down to good customer relations and not as a sign of the deterioration of our relationship.

I encourage you to visit Antiques On The Square in Marietta, but if you go on the week-end you likely won’t find Lucas there. He dislikes crowds. Constant adoration and fawning are bad for business.

However, if he knows you’re in the market for that portrait of Robert E. Lee or a saxophone, he might make an exception.

But don’t forget the treats.

Mark Johnson

Mark Johnson

Mark Johnson is a professional mentalist and mind reader who presents his unique and unforgettable program to conventions, college and universities, sales meetings, private parties, business and civic clubs and more. He has also appeared at the Punchline Comedy Club in Atlanta and produces, along with Jerry Farber and Joe M. Turner, Atlanta Magic Night at the Red Light Cafe in Midtown. He is a member of the Psychic Entertainers Association, the International Brotherhood of Magicians, the Georgia Magic Club,Buckhead Rotary Club and Friends of Jim The Wonder Dog. You can learn more at He is the author of three books: "Living The Dream," the story of the first ten years of FedEx; "Superman, Hairspray, and the Greatest Goat On Earth," a collection of mostly true stories;, and "Yes Ma'am, You're Right: The Essential Rules For Living With A Woman."  Mark's day job is as a freelance writer and communications and marketing consultant. Mark has traveled around the world twice but has never been to Burlington, Vermont. He does not eat beets or chicken livers, and he has never read "Gone With The Wind." He is the only person he knows who was once a card-carrying member of the International Brotherhood of Ventriloquists. He is a fifth generation Atlantan,  the father of three, and the grandfather of five. All offspring are demonstrably perfect. He lives in Smyrna with his wife Rebecca (aka The Goddess) and two dogs: Ferguson, an arrogant Scottish terrier; and, Lola, a Siberian husky who is still trying to figure out what the hell she's doing in Cobb County.