Well, to be fair, the packing stayed on the hard drive so it just went about six feet and then sort of flumped to a stop on a wood floor because bubble wrap doesn't slide well.

"Orthogonal to human preferences", oh entirely so. Eef has strong opinions about what should happen when, and is the only cat I've ever interacted with who will go right on growling at me -- for the sin of picking her up when she Was Not Done inspecting the hallway outside this apartment -- while bonking the top of her head into the underside of my chin because I was gone all day. It's peculiar, dealing with a cat who can maintain two thoughts in their head at one time.