Reminds me of the time, when working for the local council. A mate was painting someone's front door a delicate shade of light blue. Paint in tray and brush in hand, their cat was across the road, when a big dog came running round the corner. The cat ran across the road, straight through the paint tray, through the front door, up on the back of the very light coloured sofa, and back down , across a white carpet and up the stairs.
I nearly p***ed myself laughing, whilst my mate just stood there , open jawed at the stupidity of the cat.
His face was a bl00dy picture. I was laughing so hard, I had to go and sit in the van for about an hour before I dare face him.
The lady of the house went ballistic, claiming it wasn't her cat. Her cat would never do such a thing. It must have been some stray and she'd sue the council for painting the door whilst it was open. (good luck with that dear).
Next day there's a councillor there with us, explaining that the council can't be held responsible for the behaviour of her cat. (which she later admitted was hers).
We had already spent an extra hour there the day it happened , cleaning the paint up as best we could. (the house stunk of white spirit)
Yep,,, Cat's are certainly free spirits.