Cat again

I let the cat out.
"You know it's raining, don't you?" I say pleasantly.

The cat comes yowling at the window, "Let me in let me in let me in."
I let the cat in. Her fur is full of wet leaves.
This is not the smartest cat in the police lineup.

She gives me a dirty look.
"Why do you keep doing this to me," she says.

I can hardly wait till she encounters snow.