The design I’m sporting here is called "Ice Cream Sundae". I’m “officially” not allowed to eat sticky sweet ice cream. I let you in on a secret: now and then, when my humans are distracted by licking their amarena crocante, I get my little tongue out and have a lick of ice cream straight off the streets of Monte-Carlo. On the hottest days in summer there are so many flavors to pick from. My favorite is watermelon. It’s my guilty pleasure. Please don’t tell anyone.

"Why not?!" they said and wrapped the made in Italy silk scarf around my neck. They never looked back.