When I'm loud in the morning, sometimes Mommy closes the bedroom door so she can sleep. I miss her a lot though, so I sit outside and cry for her. When she gets tired of hearing me cry, she'll stuff a pillow or towel in front of the door. I'm more determined than that though-- I will climb on top of the trash can next to her bedroom door, and lean over and open the door! I don't need no stinking opposable thumbs!