Our cats have been inside cats since they joined our family. For many reasons they are safer in the house but that doesn't stop them from looking for any opportunity to enjoy the fresh air. Angel is always the quickest to the front door. If we leave it open just a crack when we are taking in groceries, he jumps onto the table by the door and pops his head out to see what is going. (I am still trying to figure out why we put a table by the door in the first place. It really doesn't serve any purpose other than to temporarily hold a shopping bag or two on their way back to the car - but more often than not it holds a little furry body in wait for the door to open.)
This time I sent Papabear out quickly to get a photo for the blog. Just as he was lining up the shot, another furry body came into view. Spike's incredibly good sense of smell must have woken him up from his slumber on the couch and he decided he should check out what was going on.