At least we know they like us.
When I got home this evening, the back door had been blown wide open by the ferocious winds we are having today.
Rio met me at the door with her newfound enthusiasm (which I assume is related to getting that tennis ball removed from her throat). Finn, a.k.a. the cat that doth never go outside but really wishes it to be so, was nowhere to be seen.
I had a few minutes of panic searching in all his hidey holes… And then he came out from a crevice with this sleepy, warm, purry face that said, “Hi Mommy. I have just had the most delicious dream.”
I assume he must have taken one look out the door at the chilly wind and said, “Forget you, sucka. I’m staying put!”