An Amusing Cooking Anecdote (for those with cats)

Last night I cooked half a strip steak.  Pan seared in a screaming hot cast iron skillet.  The steak was seasoned well with salt and then pepper and garlic powder.  Browned well, turned, I added some butter to the pan.  Then a splash of Worcestershire sauce.
My cat Cleo is about 9 months old now.  Still a kitten.  I never let her in the kitchen.  I'm too worried about her expecting to play and generally getting underfoot while I'm cooking.  It's not a safe environment.  So I keep the kitchen door closed.
The steak turned out perfectly:
https://i.postimg.cc/26xfFJrb/rare-steak.jpg
I heard loud meowing outside the kitchen door.  I looked over and saw a little white paw poking underneath the kitchen door.  Hey!  Let me in there!  Nope.  This is my dinner and you do not belong in the kitchen.
Jill