How could they not have a doorman to let you in and out as you wish, the indignation!
Don't they know if they leave you out there, the Rumblemum may swoop in and catnap you?
You need your own kitty door!
They trust you to be alone?
Riley: nah, they are always supervising me and my deck has netting all around to keep me (mostly) in, though sometimes I do jump over it. Then Mom comes rushing along with Party Mix and gets me to return for some treats.
Dontcha wish you could open it yourself, Simba, then you wouldn't hafta wait!
You need a cat door. Why aren't they right there to do your bidding?
Well, Cindy, they ARE. But they are taking pictures! Tormenting me.
You have your Mom trained to get you party mix if you jump over the netting on your porch? Brilliant!
Busby and Raymond: Yeah, and they KNOW I do it just to get the Party Mix sometimes, but they still fall for it.
You need a Cat Flap that dispenses Party Mix!
Hi Simba, thanks for visiting me yesterday. You are a very handsome mancat, I love your floofy tail!
Beans should never make us wait but we suppose Party Mix would help make up for the inconvience. You do look handsome today though Simba!
They made you WAIT????? Well, I hope the compensation was extra Party Mix and NIP!
Bonjour dear Simba!poor little friend, I hope you can go inside home soon!But you can always try to find a cozy place outside for a good nap, it's good in this Summer!purrs and always loveLuna - We love Luna
It's hard to get good help, isn't it Simba?
Yes, I have to rely on door openers too.