Friday, November 9, 2012

Daylight Savings Time

It was four o'clock and I was on my knees dusting the coffee table. The afternoon sun had glanced through the windows and lit up the dust on every horizontal surface within view. The room was positively glowing with shiny dust particles and I couldn't ignore it any longer.
Ray was standing behind me, whining. The clocks had been turned back the weekend before and he still wasn't used to daylight savings time. He only knew that he always ate at the same time every day, and it was way beyond that.
"Be quiet," I said to ole whiny, not turning to look at him. "I have to finish dusting and you are just going to have to wait."
Ray paused a moment then whined again.
Still not looking at him, I said "I'm sorry you're hungry but there are a lot of hungry dogs in the world. You are just going to have to wait."
Ray waited until I finished talking then whined again.
Still kneeling, still dusting and now irritated, I turned around. Ray's nose was millimeters from mine, his head tilted at a 45 degree angle, his automatic response whenever I say the word "hungry."
I couldn't help myself, I laughed, got to my feet, and headed to the kitchen.


  1. Too funny, my dogs did the exact same thing. So did I for that matter, lol!

    1. They are just so hard to resist. I guess I'll just have to ease him into a later dinner time. Maybe 15 minutes a day....

  2. Glad to know I am not the only one who has been trained to give in to my animals. I am sure Ray knows the head tilt is what did it.

  3. I've seen that same head tilt, almost nose to nose many times. It's impossible to resist!

  4. Ha! That's too funny! Blueberry has a weekday eating schedule and a weekend eating schedule. It's always earlier on the weekend. We don't have to turn our clocks forward or backward here - I'm really glad. Sounds like a lot of adjustment and a lot of work! :)