Sitting in the livingroom, with the sliding door open to get some fresh air. The kitty was sitting at the screen as usual, keeping vigilance for any birds or chipmunks that might be entering her territory. A plane went by overhead, but very very low. The kind where you’re normally within sight distance of the airport to have it that loud. I thought nothing of it (having lived close to an airport before, though I don’t think I’ve heard a single one since moving into the apartment) until the cat went flying out from the drapes, across the livingroom, and halfway down the hall, with every last bit of fur…