During the blizzards, Boxcar would sit at the door and cry to go out. The other cats were driving him crazy and he couldnt understand why I wouldnt let him out. Finally, after a few days of listening to him, I finally let him out the front door. Within about 5 minutes, I was looking out the side door at the snow pummeling down, and there was Boxcar, huddling under the picnic table, whimpering. I guess it was a bit more than what he expected. Funny thing...since then, he hasnt tried to get out again. Spring is coming though, and he'll want to be out all the time.