A cat, relaxing in the setting sun, beheld the girl collapsed upon the grass. Contentedly relaxed, it had begun detecting something odd about to pass. Electromagnetism can be read from anywhere, by anyone — alas, galactic-level readings hurt the head. However, Señor Gato seemed to sense incredible sensations — and a dread. Just underneath, the earth began to tense; kinetic energy alarmed the cat! Lamenting ever getting off his fence, morose, he shifted upright, and he sat, now pondering how best to stay secure out on this road, where everything is flat. Perhaps the girl would help; he wasn’t sure. Quick-witted, he proceeded to the lawn, regarding her with an increasing purr, supposing she could see what’s going on, to act as wisely as a human could. Until he knew the oddities were gone, vibrations dormant, feeling as they should, whatever seemed to him the safer route — X, target, crosshairs. Yes, he knew he would. You never know what felines are about; zoology has yet to find that out.