Come out, come out, wherever you are!
A curious Neighbor sits atop our bed in all her ebon majesty, wondering why Hakuna does not want to come out and play. Meanwhile, under the bed, Hakuna wonders what the strange black cat is doing there. In her room.
In this instance, Neighbor avoided a confrontation; she hopped down and walked out, as if to say, “You don’t want to play? Fine!”
But at least once a day, she will overstay her welcome. Hakuna will pop out from underneath the bed, fluffed out in Pissed-Off Kitty mode, a low warning growl in her throat, and Neighbor will high-tail it out of there.
“Olly Olly Oxen Free, my ass! Stay the hell out of my crib!”