Chuck made us a dinner gong last weekend in the smithy. I am grateful to have a dinner gong, and even more grateful that we are living the kind of life that makes a dinner gong a useful accessory. We have the freedom to roam out our front door, and a safe natural environment to roam in.
Fiona was really hungry yesterday and wanted to ring the gong to summon supper. Nice try! It's a unidirectional message that summons family members to supper, not the other way around.
I did eventually feed her.