Sar looks up at her and nuzzles her muzzle gently. His eyes looking very sad. He sees the path now between the two bushes. He stands up then he shakes his head and stops. "No, I am not alright. I know I can see the path now. Thank you, I do appreciate that, my love. You see, the problem is. "He drops his head feeling very ashamed. "I have been a fake. I have been trying hard to prove to you that this city cat can protect and take care of you in the wild like you had to do when you were young. I didn't want you to feel that you were alone and I could take care of you. I felt it would be easy. I was sure my instincts would kick in and I would know what to do." He sighs. "Oohh, I have felt them start to kick in and what do I do, I fall apart. I couldn't even find this simple trail." He shakes his head and mews softly. " How are you doing it? How are you separating out all theses smells and sounds. There is so much going on. Everything is assaulting my senses and sending them into sensory over load."