Hakuna curls up in her very own bed.
As expected, Hakuna has made herself scarce while the thudding and banging of carpet installation proceeds apace. My guess is that she’s in Elder Daughter’s room, holed up inside the bed’s box spring...her favorite hidey hole for periods of Extreme Kitty-Angst.
I am sure that angst started when we started moving boxes and furniture around, creating an alien landscape of partially empty rooms. It could only have gotten worse when the installers came in, moved out the rest of the furniture, and ripped out the existing carpet and padding.
When it is all over and done with, will she recognize her new surroundings? The new, plusher feeling underfoot - will it throw her for a loop?
I doubt it. After all, this is a cat that, we’re convinced, has a mental Reset Button. As with the Drew Barrymore character in 50 First Dates, her memory seems to get erased every night so that she needs must reacquaint herself with us anew every morning.