Monday, August 20, 2007
It’s 3 O’Clock Somewhere
Monday, August 20, 2007
It’s 3 O’Clock Somewhere
Every work day at 3pm this is what I see. Pugs gazing up at me, letting me know it is time for dinner. A little bit before 3pm they start to gather at me feet and somehow they know exactly when the clock turns to 3:00. If I have not gotten up to feed them by then, Benny will paw at my leg to let me know that I am neglecting my duties. He is like a cranky old man demanding his early bird special.
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Isn’t that funny that they just KNOW what time it is and are so “good” with reminding us
And here I thought that Ruby was the only time telling pug!
Is it just me or does Henry have a slight look of the talking plant in the little shop of horrors? - feed me; feed me now! hehe
Well, I’m not a bit surprised. Isn’t 3:00 the start of “Happy Hour”?
How funny - my Boaz does something similar, when he was a puppy he belonged to my aunt and my cousin and they would feed him bits from the table. I don’t do that and he’s 11 now but he will still come sit next to me during dinner and occasionally he’ll just barely touch me with his chin. Just enough to say “Mom, don’t forget I’m here!
That is the same thing mine do at 4:00. Sugar or Baxterman or both will paw at me in my chair to let me know it’s time for dinner! Chichi and Tiny used to bark about it.