November 25, 2019

White Dog does not understand the allure of the Daily Coffee Club. It is a mystery to her why all of the members of the White Dog Army cluster around me every morning for an opportunity to have two sips of coffee, heavily diluted with cream. WD thinks it smells and tastes "like mud."

Started by YoYoMa years ago, the club has grown; Zsofia is now the president of the club...and a client.

Sometimes White Dog will stand at the periphery, just watching. She is amused by the Army's grooming of each other after drinks to lap off coffee that sparkles on backs and tops of heads, the result of jockeying for position under and around each other. She is appalled when Coffee Clubbers, notoriously Roman and Bailey, slosh their drinks so coffee falls on the little  Coffee Club throw rug and then stand protectively licking the carpet to suck up the spill.