So at around 9:00, I put my dog on the leash and I put my coat on. And, I turn on the back porch light. So... I open the door. And I have less than a fucking second to react before my dog is trying to run out. I'm like "oh. She just has to go pee. It's fine." until I LOOK UP AND I SEE THE NEIGHBOR'S ORANGE CAT ON OUR PORCH. I'm grabbing the leash and yelling "FUCK LIZZIE NO IT'S THE NEIGHBORS CAT NO BAD STOP IT" the cat runs off the porch and into the darkness of the yard, and I pull Lizzie inside. The hair on her neck is standing up and she is barking. My mom wakes up, comes down, and is like "what the fuck is happening down here?" and I'm just like "I don't think the neighbors cat is going to come on the back porch anymore"