I got a little jealous seeing people all around Providence strolling with ice cream cones, so when we got home, I decided to make one of my own for me and Moonie to share. I gave it to him to hold for just a minute.

When I turned back, I was greeted with this sight:

Moonie says it was “too big” and that now it’s “Moonie-sized,” which means just right.

Thanks for saving me the last bite, little dude.