I had a cat, Tessa, who loved tea. Every time I made myself a cup she would be in my face. I took an old cup & saucer, affixed the cup to the saucer so that the cup wouldn’t tip, then on Saturday mornings, when I made my morning tea, I’d use my teabag and make Tessa her own cup. We’d sit together and have tea. She never got into my face again, knowing that she would get her cup on Saturdays.