I fed the boys before dark last night and didn’t open the door again after that.   It was about 5:00p.m., I guess.

Got to bed around 11:00 and woke about 5:30 this morning.  I turned on the computer and went to pee while it warmed up, then came out and started the coffee. I figured the cats would be clawing at the door, ready to eat. As I reached to fill the bowl, C80 was inside, sitting near the door, stretching like he’d just woken.

I had not gone to the door yet.  He had apparently been inside somewhere all night.  He made no effort to let me know he was inside.   Sort of creepy, actually.