If you came over our house at around 4pm I would greet you with cake & a pot of tea, but most importantly if you looked around the room you would find a whole army of sleeping creatures - full on snoring (Filou), having wild dreams of chasing rabbits (Hector) or a couple of mice (Cleopatra). We would most likely have a laugh about it. The best spot on the sofa (the one next to the fire, right in the squishy middle where all the warm blankets are) would be taken by a sleepy & purring fur ball. You would probably want to pick one up & cuddle it forever, but you choose to just sit on the other sofa watching them sleep peacefully. We would catch up on each other's lives, have more cake while sipping on our warming tea, by that time the sitting room would get quite dark, I would light a couple of candles & turn on the big reading lamp behind the sofa. Coming 6 pm, after a few stretches, the symphony of wagging tails & meowing felines would start, alerting you that dinner time was almost upon us...