Yes, I know it’s a small photo, but with all the excitement and watching one Prince Lorenzo Borghese on HSN selling his luxury and organic pet shampoo and conditioners and other pet supplies for dogs, I just wanted to get on here and talk about Royal Treatment.

Well, not Royal Treatment, per se, but dog cleaning. Sort of.

It’s been hot and extraordinarily humid here in NYC, with small patches of heavy rains that don’t really relieve anything except dry skin (and the only way rain and humidity help with dry skin is turning it wet and clammy), and while watching Lorenzo on HSN it came to me.

If I’m so uncomfortable, sticky, grimy (because even if you had your shower that morning, in this kind of weather you’re always grimy and grotty. Not fun) and just feeling all ugh, how on Earth is my dog feeling?

While he can’t talk, his defeated look, sluggish movements from one ‘cool’ spot to the other when we’re outdoors, to positioning himself near the air-con and doing the kind of panting that would make  pervert jealous, I’m pretty sure he’s feeling worse than me. A lot worse. For starters, he can’t take off his coat.

And after the show, I realised one of the best ways to make me feel fresh and alive and clean and cool is to take a shower. Scrubbing off dirt, washing oily hair, you come out feeling all old school Madonna and all shiny and new (not so sure on feeling like a virgin, though). If that works for me, then how good must your furry best friend feel?

Well, Dogzilla (not his real name) ran around like a puppy, feeling shiny and new and very glam (in a masculine way, of course, shhh…) after his rejuvinating Royal Treatment impromtu shampoo and conditioner.

And we’re going to do a bath spritz spray every few days, just to keep him feeling fresh and clean in between dog grooming sessions, which will be more often during summer.