The delicious soul shattering petting continues onward for the unforeseen future, as time just wafts away and the only thing that matters is the petting and the purring and the suckling. Eventually something breaks up this pure bliss of kitty delight, as your new owner picks you up enough to set you down on the bench. Getting up from the seat as you take a look around, still fuzzy from all the petting, as there is a clearing in the woods that he parked the horsie.<br/><br/>Leaving you there and the end of the leash clipped to a nearby metal loop in the bench itself, something that would be easy for to to unclip if you had the mental focus. Watching him set up camp and tend to the horse, feeling more and more betrayed and jealous that he isn't paying any attention to you what so ever!