Well, not so much a meal time ritual but how about a making the hubby lunch ritual.

I make Mark's lunches everynight for the next day after we have dinner. So the ritual is this. About 6:00pm, right after dinner, I usually hear the pitter patter of little feet down the stairs. Smokey comes into the kitchen and will sit in the middle of the floor. I then go outside and call for Mystic and Abner so they do not miss out on the lunch making.

I next get the bread....and that's when it all begins....MEW, MEOW, MEEP, BRUUUP, MROW, etc....I think most of you get the picture. Next I get the turkey out of the fridge and the talking continues and gets much louder. Turkey is then dispensed to each individual kitty, Smokey, Mystic, and Abner all eat from the kitchen floor and Tigger eats from the kitchen counter. Tucker, if she is around prefers her meal in the back deck.

Mystic is always the first one done...then she goes and tries to steal Turkey from Abner...in which she is successful. We call Mystic the HOOVER.....she eats her food so fast you would think she has a vacuum head attached to her mouth.

Then she tries to get some from Smokey....which she is very unsuccessful...Smokey does not share with anyone!!! Smokey is also the slowest turkey eater but we call him the floor cleaner because with him around you never have any turkey left on the floor.