I would have to agree with this Richard!

The other night, Sasha had the zoomies and was flying all through the house. After a few trips past me, she flew behind the couch and began meowing. The only way to get to her was to pull out an end table, and the pull out one end of the couch. I got the end table pulled out, glanced behind me, and there she sat, looking at me like I was an idiot! Those terrorists can sneak up behind you when you least expect it!