I open the back door. They stand there, sniffing the air.
Cat 1: "She is playing a practical joke on us, right? What has she done with the good weather?"
Cat 2: "Maybe the other door will have better weather. Let's wait till she closes this door and beg to be let out the front door."
Cat 1: "Didn't we try that five minutes ago?"
Cat 2: "Maybe she has relented and made the cold go away this time."