No, that's not his name, but it should be!
This is Bubba (don't ask!) and he freaks me out quite frequently. Our 'front' door (which is in the kitchen) is made of panes of frosted glass, but it's in an alcove, of sorts, so it's weirdly shadowy most of the time. And at night, you can't see much at all. This is the door of choice for Bubba.
When he wants in, sometimes he just sits and meows until someone lets him in. But other times...whoa, that's when it gets spooky. And it only happens to me. I can be walking past the door into the laundry room and think psychicly feel sometimes I just 'know' that he is sitting outside, waiting to get in. But he doesn't make a sound. And I look really hard, but I can't even get a glimpse of an outline of him. He is just there. And I just know he is.
Hubby told me that there are undocumented explanations of this...this, whatever it is. Apparently, there are those out there that believe that cats emit ultra-high frequency sounds that humans cannot hear, but rather, they 'feel'. And, apparently, this sound is only felt by the ones that they want to open the door. Personally, I find that very plausible!
Hmmm....have I mentioned lately that I'm really a dog person?