Vive la Frenchie: Breed tops in city

for the pooches is a family affair. His grandparents have two, his uncle has one. “They’re adorable dogs.” Great co-workers, too, said Becca Denenberg, who works at the Points Guy. She shares the travel blog office with “barketing” (the firm’s term) associates Miles and Hootie, Frenchies who belong to colleagues, and her own pooch.

“The three dogs make work — and everything — better,” she said.

Graduate student Andrea Losito, whose Frenchie Moo Shu turned 7 in January, calls the breed “funny and loving and goofy and playful. They make little monster noises.”

She acknowledges that appearancewise they’re a bit of a monster mash-up.

“They look like some kind of alien combination of pig, bat and frog. They’re the cutest,” she said.

And people magnets, said Edwin Acosta, who works at City Cakes. Four times a week, he and Bindi Rose, his 2-year-old Frenchie, leave home in the West Village and head to Tomkins Square Park for exercise at a nearby dog run, followed by a break at the dog-friendly cafe, Boris & Horton. “I’m a shy person. I’ve met so many people because of her. So many people fall head over heels in love with her. The other day my friend said, ‘She’s like the hot girl at the bar.’ ”

And, like every Frenchie, the hot dog in the city.