It was Monday morning. As usual, I was up hours before Sue. Eventually, she came into my den to make the coffee, the maker of which is on top of the little fridge just opposite my chair. I was playing one of my games at the time: One Word Search.
She interrupted my game to ask me to use my unmighty muscles to pull the tab on the new quart of cream, which I did. She doctored her coffee and went to her room to enjoy it and do whatever she does on her computer and tablet in the morning.
Moments later she came back and showed me her cup.
Yes, that ↑ is an AI image, but she really did have a dead fly in her mug . . . after taking only one tiny little sip.
I thought it post-worthy. Some might disagree, but that morning cuppa is pretty darn important.
That first cup of coffee is life giving nectar here! How dare that fly!! lolol
ReplyDeleteI did a double-take on your photo! Dang, I said...they are Huge in Canada! lolol
hugs
Donna
Just...YUCK!
ReplyDeleteIt would almost turn one from coffee. Almost.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I'd already had my coffee before I saw that.
ReplyDeleteAt your age, extra protein is recommended right?!
ReplyDeleteSympathies to Sue! No sharing coffee with bugs of any kind! I even cover my coffee in mornings if I go somewhere else, so that it will stay hot.
ReplyDeleteThat was no fly, but something MUCH scarier. Glad to know it wasn't real.
ReplyDeleteYup. That is amazing. Up here, well find bugs in things we don't want to. We had guests this past weekend and on the morning of their departure served oatmeal with Canadian maple syrup and nuts and raisins on the side. When ants started crawling out of the raisins it was "one of those moments!"
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