Mistletoe decided to put on quite a performance before the cup of the devil’s cream made it’s appearance by rubbing her face with her paws rather like a rabbit would.
But it wouldn’t take long for her focus to turn toward the cup in my hand and if the stare daring me to put it away wasn’t enough to communicate her intentions, the tongue flicking out from time to time certainly did.
The hard part is not laughing out loud when she gets this expression that just screams “my life would be infinitely better if you just give me the cup and be done with it!”
Behold…the rise of the amazing Cup-Billed Puppy-pus! 🙂
