... and one for our friend, please. And make it sharpish!

As you know, the neighbours have a cat. KitKat. He's the striped twin of my
striped horror, Marble.

KitKat has had is sussed for some time that The Crazy Cat Lady that lives
next door to him is a soft touch. He and my *two* boys are now skating on
thin ice  ;)

KitKat is very bright. He can open doors by jumping up, holding onto a door
handle, if it is of the lever type. then he uses his weight to pull the
handle down and swing the door open.

Last night, in the early hours, I heard a "thwack, thwack" as if the front
door was being opened.

So I got up and carefully went into the hall. Had I mistakenly left the door
unlocked?

There, visible through the glass of the front door, was a feline face
hanging on to a door handle.

So I wandered over to the door, unlocked it, opened it to have the sight of
KitKat hanging off the door handle with my two boys, Francis and Marble sat
on the doorstep below him. As soon as the door was open wide enough, my two
ran inside, quickly followed by KitKat who dropped down off the door handle.
The three felines rushed past me and headed into the kitchen. I followed and
saw three felines sat by the food bowls. My two looked at me and I swear the
expressions were, "Make ours some Felix and one for our friend too, please."
Naturally I complied as was rewarded with loud purring.

So in the wee hours, I was up, feeding three felines, one of whom was the
neighbour's cat...

I am, indeed, the crazy cat lady.  ;D