Snack Time

The daughter made it home safe and sound from CT. She had a really good two days and is actually looking forward to returning on Monday. She has a closing shift on Monday so she can drive there on Monday morning. We are sort of talking tentatively about IF gets the job and moves there. Like where to look for places and what mode of transportation I will take to visit, drive myself, bus, train, etc.
Our two cats have gotten into such a ritual for there feeding times it's scary. They have a bowl of dry food each upstairs in the hallway by the bedrooms. It was recommended by the vet that we put the food on the top floor because our one cat was getting to fat and it would be best if she had to climb a flight of stairs to get to her food. At 3:30 PM when my husband comes home they get vet a small dollop of canned food, this is known to them at their snack. Two different kinds of course, the one cat won't eat the less expensive we had been feeding the both of them for years. All of a sudden one day he just decided that he didn't like it, any of the different flavors for that matter. He is our hunter and the only one of the two that goes outdoors, so if he is outside when my husband gets home from work he comes running because he knows it is time to eat. If he doesn't come running we call to him, Buddy, Buddy come on its time to eat and he comes running from whatever hunt he is on. So the other cat........Bella she knows the cue for her to get fed is when we call for Buddy. The next thing that happens is about 7:00 PM they get a small handful each of Temptations cat snacks..........this is known to them at their treat and if we forget it's 7:00 pm they will let us know. The little hunter Buddy could care less about the treat, if he is sleeping this time of the night could go right by him, but when the time comes fat Bella, will definitely let us know. If we are watching TV she starts to pace and give little mews to let us know she is getting anxious. Last night she was pacing and mewing and I just kidding said to her, go get Buddy and you can have a treat. I knew Buddy was fast asleep upstairs on a bed and I knew he could care less what time it was. My husband and I looked at each other and laughed and then looked again at her and she got up and walked out of the room. Neither of us felt like getting up to see where she went and we knew it was not possible that she understood, but two minutes later, there was Buddy. We cracked up. So treats were given
Got done with work at 1 today and I was so happy to get out it was a beautiful day. Met up with the daughter and we did a few things. She has been wanting to take me to this little Dominican restaurant that her and her friend discovered, so we went there and had lunch, it was very good. I had roasted pork and yellow rice and she had the same with plantains.