"Cat? What cat? I don't see a cat."

Louisa May likes to "hide" under the bed.  I told her she would be more successful if her feet and/or tail didn't stick out.  She is such a clown.  I play along.  She will then pop out and run off like the devil was chasing her.  It is part of her morning zoomies.  We are in for several melting days with above average temperatures.  That makes me want to do some zoomies too!