My cat's clock stopped!

Big has just wandered over and howled in that "I want my supper" kind of way. My instant reaction was the--pointless since he's deaf--"Four o'clock", that being the time for feline supper. Except....

At five past four, Little wandered over, prodded my thigh, mewed as if to say "I don't usually need to remind you, but..."

So at 4.05, Little and I wandered into the kitchen passing the white lump in his organic vegetable box and I fed the one awake cat.

I can only assume that Big's internal clock is slow.