MY HOUSE, INT, DAY. I AM IN THE LIVING-ROOM, GETTING SOME WORK DONE. OUTSIDE, THE SUN IS SHINING.
Stripeycat: I need you to open the door.
Me: The door’s already open.
Stripeycat: No, the other door. I need you to open the other door.
Me: You want me to open the front door?
Stripeycat: I do.
Me: Even though the back door is already open?
Stripeycat: That’s right.
Me: And you know that the front door and the back door both open onto the garden?
Stripeycat: Yaas.
Me: So you’re going out of the front door. Not the open back door. Or the open downstairs window. But the front door. Which is closed. So you need me to open it.
Stripeycat: Your point being?
Me: No point really. Just checking. There you go.
Stripeycat: ‘kaythanksbye, I’ll bring you back a dead mouse!
Me: No thanks, I really don’t want a –
STRIPEYCAT LEAPS ACROSS GARDEN AND IMMEDIATELY RETURNS TO HOUSE THROUGH OPEN BACK DOOR
Cassandra Parkin 
Yuup, that’s cats for you. Mine’s only allowed out in the back garden, but always wants to be out front… and always seems to find his way out there anyway.
Haha 😀