Daylight Starving, some call it.
When the clocks go back an hour each autumn, it takes me a day or two to grow accustomed to the change.
It takes some folk almost a week.
They don't agree with dog dinnertime being an hour later than their stomachs say it is. The Dinner Now! performance begins at 4 pm, not the usual 5 pm.
There are silent pleas of imminent starvation; there is anxious hopping about around the dinner dishes, there is a little drooling, there is that clever hypnosis trick from across the room.
There is no mistaking their meaning. Dinner is the most important event of the day. (Just like breakfast. And snack time.) It shouldn't be tampered with!
Note: And when the clocks go forward next Spring? No such delicate adjustment required - early dinnertime is just fine by them. They wouldn't want to be a nuisance.