My beloved yellow lab, Sadie, KNOWS that she gets food at 500 HRS, and at 1700 HRS.
Every stinkin' day.
I keep her on a regular schedule, because I'm really concerned about junk like that...
But, Sadie KNOWS that I'm off from working for The Man, and I've been busier than a one-armed-paperhanger...and there's a bunch of junk going on in our 'hood (like momocycles flying down our skreet at breakneck speed, Daddy closing on the sale of the duplexes next door to Andy's Place, a really strange looking blonde chick walking the property with something that looks like a 250mm cigarette hanging out of her mouth, and various other junk that will remain unmentioned).
So, I went outside about 4:00 pm, and Sadie started doing her "begging" routine...like it was already 1700 HRS.
HA!!! She did not know that I had glanced at the alarm clock in my gorgeous dark mauve bedroom before I alighted. It was roughly 4:00 pm.
But, she's not stupid enough to fool me!
(Actually, some of it might have to do with the fact that firecrackers are going off like we're at war with Shreveport, or something...and she nearly breaks down the back door to my beautiful dark mauve bedroom when folks start putting good money up in smoke with firecrackers. I think she might have a nervous stomach).
I just love screwing around with animals, and small chirrens!!!
(It's a character flaw...I know.)
2 days ago