Feline Excursionist (P:1)

I have been getting into fights with my cat recently. I tell her no, no, no. Sitting there pouting it out. My cat leaves with a growl. I resumed an activity. Ignoring my surroundings. Gaining major progress. It was too late to try and dodge it. Until... The cat crept past. Right under my nose. Knocking everything over, as if she had been playing dominos. Objects fall to a smash. An exasperated gasp. The cat ran past. I swear, I caught a glimpse of a mischievous laugh. Why? Why? Why? Oh! Why? Why? Why? The day turns over while I sleep. Drowning out even the slightest peep. Tossing around like a freak. The trance becomes deep. Awoken to a crash. Did something just smash? Do I need to go investigate? There's no time left to saturate. Grabbing a pair of scissors, I depart into the fissure. Ah. You wouldn't believe what I had found! There was a cat elegantly cleansing her itsy bitsy paw-der. Playing innocent without a care. Looming over a broken piece of decorative ware. Startled me half to death. Nearly lost my breath. What was it that I just saw? I knew I needed to enforce the law. Why? Why? Why? Oh! Why? Why? Why?