It's uncanny. Every day at 4 p.m. Birdie somehow knows it's time for dinner. If Mom forgets, she's there to remind her that it is 4 p.m. and it is time for "num num," as Kathleen likes to say.
Today, as the Vikings were suffering another devastating loss, Birdie jumped up on Mom's lap, not for comfort, but to remind her that it is past dinner time. She maybe even growled a bit.
It was 3:10 p.m.
She apparently forgot to set her clock back an hour last night.
