You can not have a paw in both worlds...

I jump over the fence with ease, landing softly on the other side. My collar's bell tinkles slightly as I pad forwards, gazed fixed on the forest.

Suddenly, my back arches in surprise as I hear my Twoleg shout my name from the nest. My Twoleg was waving and calling out my name. I look at her, then back at the tall trees, then back at my Twoleg again. They call my name once more.

I sigh and turn to face the den. My dark form shot across the yard, difficult to spot as the shadows from the trees leap around the grass.

My Twoleg spoke in a somewhat amused voice. I feel her scoop me up and I squirm to get free, but she presses me close to her chest. I dig my claws into her arm as an attempt to escape, but fail.

As much as I hated the Kittypet life, I knew I could wait another day...

The Twoleg sits down on the grass, still clutching me. Her paws ruffle my fur and I let out a reluctant mrrow and rubbed my head against her. I stare out into the forest beyond my fence, resolving to leave the next sunrise.

The Twoleg made a high-pitched noise, standing up and carrying me inside the den.