Watching the Clock

It’s a bit uncanny the way Sam and Xenia watch the kitchen clock. Their regular meal times are flexible in the morning, depending on who gets up first. Beeing that they are such accomplished actors the time is carefully recorded.

Their feeding time in the evening is a routine that cannot be deviated from. Every evening at five pm, they are supposed to get fed. Yes, I know what you are going to say – their internal clocks and guts tell them it time for food. We suspected it for ages until we began to notice first the cat, and then the dog looking intently at the clock above the fridge.
Here is the scenario. Xenia ( Her Imperial Majesty, Empress of all she surveys, Defender of the Faith, Tzarina of Tokyo, and the Fair Isles) strolls into the kitchen at 4:40, glances at the clock and strolls towards the garden door. At 4:45 on walks, Sam ( Captain of the Palace Guard, Generalissimo of all Imperial troops, and Archduke of Trasimere) looks at the clock, then strolls towards the garden door to watch the birds. They confer. At 4:55, they make a group appearance in the kitchen – they look up to the clock, and offer you a meaningful look. At 5 pm, the cat checks the clock a final time and then starts weaving between the legs of whoever is preparing dinner. The dog does the passive resistance thing by merely blocking your path to wherever you need to go.
Of course, you do the wise thing and feed them. Can the two merely watch the clock? Or can they watch it and understand the time? This or close variations of it happen every night.
By the way, Xenia is not known as the Warrior Princess for nothing. I’m not going to get clawed for suggesting to her that she’s illiterate, and can’t tell time.

4 Replies to “Watching the Clock”

  1. Oh God, not yours as well! What’s going on with them? This convinces me more than ever that The Mothership is beaming signals to them via their microchips. We think they’re to prevent them from getting lost, but they know better!

      1. Oh. My. Goodness. When they start forming an alliance with the bitter enemy, you know it’s bad news! I will monitor Louis Catorze’s dealings with Oscar the dog and keep you informed, so that you can start stocking up on holy water and crucifixes … 😱😱😱

  2. This is hilarious. I don’t keep a clock in the kitchen for just that reason. I don’t remember even feeding the kids or the husbands by the clock. Dog got fed after daybreak and then walked immediately. Just before dark the same thing happened. If it got dark at 9 the dog ate early enough to get that walk in before dark. Neither of us liked the dark. Dog slept in until I woke and had coffee then was cordially invited to breakfast, hers, not mine. They know way too much if you ask me. Every word you say they know. I think yours have your numbers. 😉

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