is a book by Robert Heinlein called "The door to summer." The title comes from a funny anecdote about the cat main character. The hero (the cat) lived in a converted, cottage farmer, somewhere in the center of the United States, where they were sharp and long winter. Cottage has been converted so that the Board was one of the many doors. Normally, when it was warm, some of them were open. It was worse when winter came.
Every winter morning, the cat became successively before each door purring demanded they open the door and went away contemptuously when he said that for them it's winter. He went to sleep when it turned out that the last door and it's winter. The hero of the book claimed that his cat looking for a door-to-year. Our previous cat
professed a similar philosophy (although it had only one door leading to the balcony). Domagala to abolish them, then long-nosed check if it is (already) summer. Current
cats behave differently: daily demand out onto the balcony, but the colder outside that there are less. It is the invariable ritual every day. Just as before, as soon as I got up, ran to the kitchen for bowls, so now they run on the kitchen windowsill, demanding the opening of the window. More interestingly, lean ore is in the first. Thickish white teddy bear, and it becomes like "Palikot within" a long time wondering whether you should go ... I close the window with relief when he manages to push both.
They come back usually after a few minutes of warming up a wild chase around the house ...
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