Every day around 4:00pm the same scene plays out.
I’m working away at my computer in my writing cottage. I begin to feel the stare down from the beady black eyed creature next to my desk. Joie’s inner clock has been ticking… counting down to dinner time. I swear she can tell time! Then if I make the slightest move, she jumps and starts to head for the door. “Nope, not quite time to go in yet,” I say, as if she understands. So she begins the stare down once again. Sometimes she chuff’s and snorts as you’ll hear in the video. This goes on for at least a half hour every. single. day.