The otherside of the door is not a magical wonderland full of tuna cans and catnip. Not the door to the hallway, not the door to the bathroom, not the door to the bedrooms, and certainly not the door to outside. Stop lurking by any closed door and trying to shoot through it when opened.
Especially the door to outside. It is cold, and you are dumber than a bag of sand. You are lucky your big brother Darth has long since cleared the neighborhood of small animals so you can remain unmolested in the yard for a hour or so until you decide that it is cold and you want to come in.
Just stop it. Use your energy to torment, I mean play with, the other cats instead. Stormy could use the exercise.
The fat less furry one.