Wasted Coffee

Well we definitely have to work on Miss Trixie's manners. This morning I was sitting in my robe with a fresh, hot cop of coffee. Trixie, our five month old papillon pup, just had to find out what I was drinking. She came running into the room, jumped up in my lap and stuck her noise right in the middle of my cup of coffee. Of course this resulted in sending black, hot, steaming liquid all down my leg and up her noise. She proceeded to snort and shake her head splattering droplets everywhere.

So much for a peaceful morning cup of coffee before getting dressed for church.