“Once we had to move into the residence of the president of the Reichstag for a short while because our house at Leipziger Platz was being renovated. We had taken a lion with us and put it in the basement. Suddenly, at night, we were awakened because the door to our bedroom was opening. Our lion stood before us. It had used its paws to push the handles on eight doors between the basement and the bedroom to find us. The lion was so excited to have found us, we just could not bring ourselves to take it back down to the basement. So, we kept him with us for the night…”
— Emmy Gœring
What a clever, loyal cat… and a wild species, too. Pretty impressive.