Poltergeist is back

I woke up quickly from a dream at 1:45am by the sensation of heartburn rising from my stomach. Trained by the events of the last few days (the flu) I immediately sat upright. Got up to get a Tums and my eye went to the livingroom front door. It was ajar and our black cat, Seven, was slinking back in. In silhouette I saw the door bolt out and in highlight saw the tab on the handle in lock position. My impression was that Kim stepped out, left the door open behind her. Naked (sorry for the image, I strangle in nightgarb) I crouched behind the door and peered out, there was our white cat, Binky, leaning off the porch looking over the periwinkle in the dark. "Binky, get your skinny white ass in here now!", which he did. I shut the door, turned on the hall light, checked on Kim, "...wha...what's up?...". Gaia and Bug, the other two cats were laying on my bed, wondering when I'd be quiet so they could sleep.

Weird. We are very careful about the doors to the outside because our cats, as a rule, are not allowed out (leads to extremely long life spans). There was a time when our boy, Grayson, would stack up strange combinations of cans and things on the water dispenser in the kitchen and claim he knew nothing!, but he's in Chicago these days. Oh well....