Who needs coffee when this is staring you down?
Eyes blurred with sleep, it took me a few seconds to realize that Miss Stella was staring at me between the coffee pot and her box of treats. I was making coffee and she was just … well, …. there.
I do not know which was more startling, that she was sitting on the floor yet could see over the counter or that it truly looked as if she were thinking, “Ok Mama. There are your keys and my treats. Get your coffee and let’s go!” It is as if she knew exactly what was going on and purposefully put her face right between my desperately needed coffee pot, the keys, and her treats.