This is one of the things that I absolutely love about having kitties. Tubby is always waiting by the door for me, unless I'm unusually late. Then I get the old guilt trip knowing that he was there waiting and finally had to give up. Peanut may not wait right at the door, but she always comes running to greet me, and rubs her little chin on the corner and looks cute. I like it best when she's upstairs with her daddy right when I come home because then they both come running down the stairs (ok, so Terry doesn't run ) to greet me, with Tubby waiting right there. Everybody's always so happy to see me, it's such a nice way to come home after an icky day at work.