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.