Yeah, early this morning while it was still dark I let the dog out as normal, and the boy cat did his normal "let's see if I can dash out behind the dog and get outside again" trick. Generally we just stand in the way or shut the door promptly, cause for him it is a perennial game he has to try his dammest to escape and our job is to prevent or stop him from getting out.
This morning I grinned and let him dash on by out the cracked open door and into the dark of the night .....

Waited 10-15 seconds until the first plaintive yowls started up, then turned on the light and walked down the steps and out in the yard about 8 feet to where he was buried up to his stomach in the snow, dancing on one foot after another and jest a bawling for somebody to please come rescue him.
The dog had walked over there to him and was trying to comfort him by licking on his head repeatedly .....
Really, how cat embarrassing can it get? He still isn't speaking to me.