That oughta learn 'er.

[robling_t]

Well, Snip just spent three or four hours in the dark and cold on the wrong side of the door out to the front vestibule-room-thingie. (And ran straight to the kibble dish when I twigged to the faint baby-doll mewing and let her back in.) Any bets on whether she'll be traumatized enough by this to stop running out there every time I go up for the mail...? {sigh}