Gals, you're bang on. He is getting used to me sitting and waiting while he eats. It doesn't seem to affect his spirits, or his appetite too much. When he asks "ären't you having some dinner?", I just say I got really hungry earlier and couldn't wait. He seems satisfied with that. Our schedules are staggered, anyway. My time is between 8 PM and 11 PM (when I can manage to stay awake that long. His are more like 7AM to 8 PM. I always get up at five, get dogs out, make coffee open blinds, turn heat up, and then head back to bed for a couple hours. He gets up 7 or 8 AM, gets his coffee, makes his toast, that's all he knows how to cook but there's tons of fruit, cheese, buiscuits, etc., sitting around everywhere.
The two other things that seem trivial and silly, but will make you crazy are a phrase 'tickrty tock and tockity tic. Harmless enough unless you hear it every two minutes all day for two years. The last is that tongue clacking thing, like giddy-up to a horse. He does chew gum. Doublemint because that's what his father chewed. There is always gum in the house. I don't go down to the corner w/o bringing back gum. Both dogs are wearing it, stuck mostly to their hind quarters, it's purelt haute coiffeur. Brittany and Biancia will be sporting it come spring. Thank-you and Happy New Year.