I know it's a little dark, but here's what Phoebe does off and on all day. J and Ian are on the couch, and the big picture window looks out onto our enclosed porch (which was originally just an open porch). That porch is Phoebe's domain - she comes in and out via the smaller casement windows on either end. So when she wants in (typically 30 seconds after she has been let out), she sits on the sill and stares at us. If you look close enough you will see the thousands of nose prints on the glass. If we ignore her she will raise her paw up and "knock" on the glass with her claws. Ug.
Ian wants to pull her fur sooooooo bad.
And wow do I sound Southern.