My barn cat, Oscar, would follow me 1/8mi up the street (rural farming road) when I walked to the landlord's to pay our rent each month. Our house, landlord's brother's house and landlord's house were the only homes on this 2mi stretch of road. He'd wait for me in the front yard and walk back with me. When we moved to WA state, I had a 5acre pasture for my horse and every week I would walk the fenceline, to make sure the fence was up, safe and secure. Oscar would follow me and explore in the grass. Os passed away in 2000 in WA before me moved.
Here in Georgia, Dusty and Pretty will follow me from the barn to the house so I can let them in.