Krazy Kat Celebrates The 4th

Krazy Kat is missing once again....she has her own agenda which does not include public notification of her plans to become invisible.
I gradually become aware that I have not seen her in hours. I search all her hiding places.
She is a Kat marching to a different beat. She has a developed a routine of taking possession of a "nest" and refusing to vacate until she receives a "message" heard only by her very own Krazy Kat ears. (She should wear a little tinfoil hat.) Her previous nests have included the front burner of the electric stove and her litter box. She strenuously resists all attempts at eviction once she has deemed a location to be hallowed Kat ground. Because I am her human and my own kittens are grown and gone I have made futile attempts to move her in the interest of her comfort, or in the case of the stove burner, safety. All such attempts are met with the wild eyed stiff-armed resistance indicating her strong belief I am attempting Krazy Kat assassination. Eventually she abandons the coveted throne; her period of tenancy lasting anywhere from a few hours to a few neurotic weeks of turf battles between well-meaning human woman and certifiably insane Kat.
Undoubtedly her current absence has to do with the Happy Patriots exploding mortar rounds on the beach below my home well into the wee hours of last night: revving up for what I can only anticipate as all out warfare come this evening.
This is my first Independence Day in this location. We are in the heart of the military industrial complex; much of the economy dependant on the government. Patriotism abounds. I imagine the evening,s festivities will be ear splitting and somewhat dangerous. Revelry and patriotism here includes setting off massive amounts of legal and illegal fireworks.
As for the missing Krazy Kat, I am sure she is sleeping soundly in a new, recently discovered, freshly claimed and currently undisclosed location, dreaming of newly mown Katnip fields and chorus lines of tubby, slow dancing mice.