

īut he never gave up his search for the Door into Summer. Then he would stay indoors until hydraulic pressure utterly forced him outside. Each time this meant that I had to go around with him to each of eleven doors, hold it open while he satisfied himself that it was winter out that way, too, then go on to the next door, while his criticisms of my mismanagement grew more bitter with each disappointment. He had a fixed conviction that at least one of them must lead into summer weather. Connecticut winters are good only for Christmas cards regularly that winter Pete would check his own door, refuse to go out it because of that unpleasant white stuff beyond it (he was no fool), then badger me to open a people door. But he held me especially responsible for weather. I was in charge of quarters, rations, and weather he was in charge of everything else. While still a kitten, all fluff and buzzes, Pete had worked out a simple philosophy. But he would not use his door when there was snow on the ground. Pete usually used his own door except when he could bully me into opening a people door for him, which he preferred. I have spent too much of my life opening doors for catsI once calculated that, since the dawn of civilization, nine hundred and seventy-eight man-centuries have been used up that way. The drawback was that the place had eleven doors to the outside. The lack of plumbing made the rent low and what had been the dining room had a good north light for my drafting board. One winter shortly before the Six Weeks War my tomcat, Petronius the Arbiter, and I lived in an old farmhouse in Connecticut. He may even find Pete…and the girl he really loves.Q&N: The Door into Summer (Heinlein) from Dan somehow has to travel back in time to investigate. The discovery that the robot household appliances he invented have been mass produced is no surprise, but the realization that, far from having been stolen from him, they have, mysteriously, been patented in his name is.

Suddenly, the lure of suspended animation, the Long Sleep, becomes irresistible and Dan wakes up 30 years later in the 21st century, a time very much to his liking.

When Dan Davis is crossed in love and stabbed in the back by his business associates, the immediate future doesn’t look too bright for him and Pete, his independent-minded tomcat. But his partners never anticipated the existence of time travel, enabling Dan to exact his revenge and alter his own future… Brilliant engineer Dan Davis finds himself hoodwinked by his greedy business partners and forced to take the Long Sleep… placing him in suspended animation for 30 years.
