Feline Logic

Or, a portrait of regression.  Lizzie's not a very complicated cat but there are moments when I'd give anything to get inside her little feline brain.  One of those moments, of course, is when not being able to attack the visiting cat outside the glass door, she turns and attacks me.  I'd love an explanation of that one.  

This moment must make sense to her on some level.  She has a brand new fluffy bed but she only puts her head on it.  When I saw all of her on it a week or so ago I assumed she figured it out but now she's back to using it only as a pillow.  I'm mildly curious.