I like my cats to sleep with me, but my special black cat, Pixie, ( now in kitty heaven) would take forever to decide whether she wanted to come to bed or not. So I would wait, start to close the door, and she would run to stand at the doorway and take another few minutes before deciding to go sleep elsewhere. The routine got a bit old, and finallly, I would give her only one chance before I closed the door.
One night I was going to be home alone, and left the hall light on, reasoning that if I heard a noise, I'd glance at the bottom of the door. If I saw no shadow to indicate that someone was there, I was safe. I just prayed and went back to sleep. However, one night, when I was almost asleep, I heard noises outside my bedroom door!
I glanced quickly at the base of the door, and this time there was clearly a shadow emphasized by the hall light! :shock: I hurried to the door and made sure it was locked, my heart beating so fast and hard I could feel it against my pj's. I leaned against the door, and felt slight pressure pushing against my shaking glutius maximus! Finally I let go, grabbed an oak shelf which I had got out to make the mattress firmer, propped it under the door knob, and hurried back to bed to call 911. The phone was in my hand when I noticed the intruder had reached under the door again!--this time with two hands, or, as it turned out, two paws. Thankfully, I had not yet dialed 911, and Pixie's record was never sullied by a breaking and entering charge.
I learned patience through this, and allowed Pixie the time she needed to make her decision from that night on. :wink: