Our latter-day cat did. My sister swears he thought he was a dog. We used to walk our three Cocker spaniels at about the same time every evening and, more often than not, puss would insist on joining us. He was hopeless at staying with us, being either a few yards ahead or several yards behind most of the time. Occasionally he would lose us (being a cat, he would have said we lost him) and we'd have to find him. Without fail, when we were just a minute or two from getting home again, he'd streak ahead to be on the back door before us, miaowing triumphantly in the process (provided we hadn't 'lost' him).