The moving process is a funny thing sometimes. Furniture goes missing. Books get un-alphabetized. Pets freak out. Business Cat was getting a little alarmed about the whole process. Late one night she hopped up on the no-longer-ours coffee table and, very very carefully, sat herself down on my hand knit doily.
She did it without knocking over that taun-taun too. Previously, the doily had been out of her reach and I don't think she was even aware of it. Cats just have that knack for sitting on the only thing that is different in texture from everything around it.
And she's not been interested in the doily since.