In the town I used to live in, Bimi could only go out a few times a month. Free-roaming cats face numerous hazards: cars, sadistic people thinking all cats should be eliminated, rat poison, etc. etc. So I always had to follow her, watching her every move. But naturally the cunning cat outsmarted me on several occasions, vanishing into thin air for hours. Once she went under a fence into the property of a business, and wanting to get her out of there, I jumped over the fence only to trigger the electric alarm, which just about woke the whole neighborhood up. I had a nice time trying to explain the guard that I wasn't a trespassing burglar, but that it was all because of my disobedient cat. Now that I live next to a wood, Bimi can safely come in and out. One look in her eyes when she comes home from her patrols in the wood reveals that she enjoying life to the full.