Artemis on Nostr: The pets get fed at 4pm. The other day husband comes upstairs at 3 and says "the pets ...
The pets get fed at 4pm.
The other day husband comes upstairs at 3 and says "the pets are really bad at telling time! Bean kept biting my ankles and trying to get me to feed her!"
Me: "who feeds her in the afternoon?"
Him: "well, you usually."
Me: "and she's not bothering ME, is she?"
At about 3:40 Bean came and sat next to me on the couch. At 3:58, she placed a single paw gently on my arm and meowed. She knew what time it was—she was just shaking him down to see what she could get.
The other day husband comes upstairs at 3 and says "the pets are really bad at telling time! Bean kept biting my ankles and trying to get me to feed her!"
Me: "who feeds her in the afternoon?"
Him: "well, you usually."
Me: "and she's not bothering ME, is she?"
At about 3:40 Bean came and sat next to me on the couch. At 3:58, she placed a single paw gently on my arm and meowed. She knew what time it was—she was just shaking him down to see what she could get.