Coffee, anyone? Even the dog?

While making breakfast this morning, I handled the coffee while Barry did the eggs. When I handed him a cup, ” I stated he may want to let it cool a little”. He starts talking about being sure to give Maggie’s to her cold. Puzzled, I asked, “Are you asking me to make the dog, Maggie, a cup of coffee or did I miss something? He said, “You didn’t, but I think I did.” He, of course, was talking about the egg he was about to cook for her.

I have got to remember to get his attention before I start talking. I will sometimes wonder if his “selective hearing” is in overdrive. Who knows?