I have 3 cats. One just turned 15 and nothing phases it whatsoever. One is 2 and the other is a feral I managed to trap and bring inside. The latter 2 have only known me as I live alone since my husband passed. They are TERRIFIED of strangers. ANY stranger. So, when a car turns into my 700 ft. driveway, long before I know it, they are tearing off to hide under my bed. Guess I stand corrected on animals only “knowing” about natural events! :)
I worked the 3-11 shift, and kept a light on in my apartment while I was gone. As soon as I pulled into my parking spot outside the building, and got out of my car, I could see my cat sitting on the cat tree in front of the window waiting for me to come upstairs. As soon as I opened the door, he'd be at the door to greet me. I sure miss that boy. He died in 2005 from cancer.