Mew has always been absolutely sure that if she could just get both front paws on the knob, any door would magically open for her. Here she is seen, after finally achieving her fondest objective, peering at the upper corner of the door to watch for the first widening of the seam.
Mew remained here, hopefully, for some time before uttering a bitter cry and giving up. She finally realized.
She doesn't know the magic words . . .