We took a ride the other day to get some lobster ($10 a lobster) and on the way back found a dairy that makes their own ice cream. Brooklyn, a rescue from Prospect Park, Brooklyn, got his own vanilla ice cream cone . . . free for four-legged patrons and topped with a biscuit. I wonder if I’m the only who finds watching him clean out his cone completely captivating. He licked continuously with no breaks and let the biscuit fall to the ground knowing he would get to it afterwards. Was he smart enough to realize the ice cream would melt and he better eat it right away or was it just so much tastier than the biscuit he has eaten many times?