Anyone who has ever owned a cat has been led to the door. My cat Jack will come over and meow, meow, meow until someone gets up and lets him out. Jack is very territorial and likes to check his turf on a nightly basis.
One thing Jack does not like is rain; it would take a lot of effort to put him out in it. Jack is a pretty smart cat and when he sees its raining out of the front door, he will try the back door next. It’s always funny to me that he thinks the back door will provide results more to his liking.
Which reminds me of a story that my father told me when I was little, how he was looking out the window of his living room, when he was little, and it was raining. Then he went to the back of the house and looked out a window in the rear of the house, and to his surprise it wasn’t raining out back.
I really don’t remember the reason or the moral of the story, I just remember him telling me that this happened and how surprised he was at his discovery. I’ve always wanted to witness such an event and have tried to no avail as of yet anyway.
In the mean time, back to the present time, poor jack, I guess it’s another long night looking out the window!