Polecat

I have to ask to come inside. Ask. I am not at all happy about this. I am used to being able to come and go as I please when I am at home in my city, but in this particular house there are no windows suitable for my personal-sized door. So, I have to demean myself by asking whatever human happens to be within earshot to open the human-sized door for me. And I make sure that earshot can be as far as the next block over -- why should I be polite about such a state of affairs? If the door is off the latch I can open it myself -- I do this as often as I can to remind them that I am perfectly capable of doing things by myself when given an opportunity. Occasionally I make quite a show of wanting to come indoors -- like on this particular evening, when I hopped up as close to the window as I could get, which happened to be at the highest point on the front stoop's railing.

Once I'd made my desires known, I then pretended like I didn't care. I have to retain as much dignity as I can.