I take my kitty for walks on a leash, or rather, she walks me. I got the idea after discovering that she was probably a Bombay cat, and read in the profiles of Bombay cats that they were easily leash trained. In hindsight, I'd have to say that I wish I hadn't let that particular pandora open that particular box. Silky kitty was perfectly happy as an indoor cat, leering at the birds from the window; basking in the sun from the window....etc. but now, she's discovered that she REALLY LIIIIIKes being outside, and that she would really rather cut out the middle man (aka: ME). Yeah, yeah, she tolerates having the leash put on and she tolerates leading me around to the spots in the yard she would like to look at, but she would really rather take the initiative and take a look for herself. so she is constantly rushing the door any time she hears any body even thinking about opening it. She doesn't reason out the fact that half the things she encounters scare the bejebus out of her, or that she actually does like hanging out with me; she just has this new impulse to rush the door and get OUT.