Monet is the sort of Poodle who is stylish and inventive, treating every day like a small festival. Monet keeps a humming traffic light fragment tucked away and treats it like evidence in a trial nobody scheduled. On busy market days Monet carries a rusted tag with half a name like a small flag, and stallkeepers nod as it passes. Somewhere under the noise, Monet carries one promise made to the leaning tree and means to keep it quietly.