The door's ajar. Go, Columbus, go!

Whiskers first to test the gap ... Success, you're through.

Freedom, a whole wide, wonderful world to explore; but you're too exposed out here on the patio. Better dart into the shade of that flower bed. Ah-ha, there's bugs and beetles here to chase. Sniff 'em, spot 'em, pounce. Gotcha'! Ha, ha, this is better than chasing that old ball of string.

Gotcha'! Gotch...... Aw, missed: that one flew away. How'd'you catch 'em if they can fly? Well, you may not be able to fly, Columbus, but you can go up. Climbing trees is no problem when you've got kitten claws. Dig 'em in, and heave; hup, hup, hup. Oh boy, the things you can see from on high: there's fields and hedges and ditches out there beyond the wall; rivers, roads, a railway line.

What on earth is that ungodly racket coming from the branch above your head? Up you go; investigate, but mind your step; it's a long way down from here. Yuck, look, a nest full of scrawny, naked bodies with gaping squawking mouths. Up here on this branch, there's no room to pounce, but a hearty swipe should do for them. Raise one paw, slash and …

Waaaaaaah! I'm falling!

Roll over! Feet first - first rule for happy landings.

That's it, down safely. What does Mother always say? 'You only get nine lives.'

Hey-ho, eight still to go. So ... let's find a hole in that wall ...