The nature of my guitar playing lends itself much more to playing unplugged than it does cranking it electric. You can’t tell how lousy I am when I play it unplugged. About a minute into practicing, this morning, there were loud crashing sounds from the hallway bathroom. I ran to the facility and found my cat, Kobain, knocking over Joan’s ceramic angels and doves, in a vain attempt to sit on the open bathroom window sill. Kobain has never tried to sit in this window before, though he does love to sit in open windows. Kobain has, also, recently started to jump up on the bureau in the bedroom, knocking over framed pictures. Why is he suddenly embarking on new territory?