Katie is one of my sibling pair (along with her brother, Jack, AKA
"Trouble").  I still refer to them as kittens, because they won't be
fully grown until next month (2 years old), and because they still act
like kittens.  I think I will always think of them as my kittens.

Anyway, I digress.

Along with lots of other things falling apart around here, our bedroom
door stopped being able to latch.  My solution was to string a bungee
cord from the hall closet doorknob to the bedroom door.  The cats
couldn't get in on their own, and we could still get in and out just fine.

Well, Katie is a born leader and too smart for her own good.  She
figured out that if she jumped up against the door, she could push it
open.  And she figured out that it closed at some point, so she had to
time it just right to get into the "Cool Room", aka the bedroom.

So one day I'm in the bedroom, hear Katie doing her door-push thing, and
thinking she'll never do it because she'd have to time it so perfectly
so she doesn't get squished in the door.  Next thing I know, I look down
on the floor, and there is Kate!

Never had a cat be able to open doors at will before.

Ginger-lyn