Every evening in our house follows a routine, and at the center of that routine is Ellie. She may be small, fluffy, and adorable, but she runs the nighttime schedule with the precision of a tiny furry manager. The clocks do not control the evening anymore. Ellie does.
It always begins with the automatic feeder.
For most humans, the sound is nothing special. It is just a mechanical little whir followed by the soft rattling sound of kibble dropping into a bowl. But to Ellie, it is the greatest sound ever created.