It's almost dinner time for the cats. I notice that they all wander around rubbing against my legs around this time in the evening. Chey starts talking to me incessently. Then Gemini starts with her little mew. Then even Georgia chimes in. I work on making my dinner and then giving them theirs so that I can eat in peace.
However, I have noticed that this is almost the only time that they all talk to me at once. In fact, it's the noisest time in my household. I wonder, if I didn't have food would they still talk to me?