What it would be like to actually sit and wake up with a cup off coffee that did not have kitty tail dipped into and slapped across my face 
Every morning I get up in my sleep dazed state make my coffee bring it to my computer desk to sit and read while I wake up. Every morning the baby promptly jumps up on said desk to say good morning and get her morning kisses. Everyday she walks across the desk and in her spins and purrs dips her long haired tail in my coffee and proceeds to paint my monitors, glasses and face with wet coffee soaked tail. Every morning I have to get up get a towel clean her tail, my glasses, my face and monitors of coffee.
You would think by now I would grab a towel when I grabbed my coffee or atleast think to cover my coffee knowing this was going to happen. Yet I don't. I repeat the same routine every morning just like the movie Ground Hog Day.
And now that I have had time to wonder. I don't think I would have it any other way 
enjoy it.
I got it from my
So at least all you have to do is a little wiping! 
