There is little I crave more than a good cuppa joe. Anyone who knows me could tell you this.
Imagine my horror when I walked away to check the food on the stove and returned only to find Starbuck, up on the couch nose completely hidden inside my coffee cup. When she heard me re-enter, she lifted her head, looked me straight in the eye and smacked her lips.
How could I be upset? I knew exactly how she felt.