She's apparently decided that the pattern on our kitchen counter - that has been there since we moved in OVER A YEAR AGO - is ACTUALLY harboring some hitherto-fore unseen thing that she must paw at. CONSTANTLY. She started by sneaking up on the counter and attacking it (while standing on it, naturally), and now she's scrabbling at it and mewling.
THERE'S NOTHING THERE, CAT.
Back to watching Arrested Development and forcing myself to drink a smoothie.