Now I understand Heinlein
My cat, a feral cat who adopted me almost a year ago, has become so entangled in my life that, now that winter has arrived in force, makes me feel guilty that I don't have the magical powers she ascribes to me. Now, whenever she wants outside, and I open the door for her, she sits in front of the door and looks up at me, clearly disappointed that I have not opened the door into summer for her.