Back in the 50's, we took our cat, who had 4 new kittens 6 weeks earlier, to my aunt's home 35 miles out in the country; we lived in Cincinnati at the time and my aunt had 14 cats and dogs living off of her generosity and love of strays. Three days later, our cat was scratching at our back door and meowing at the top of her lungs. Of the 35 miles she came back, about ten miles of it was city. We surmised she didn't care for country living and sharing attention with 14 other critters, or she missed her kittens more than we thought she would. Must have been quite an adventure for her finding her way back. She was in a closed cat carrier on the floor of the back seat of the car on the way there. My aunt swore a God's oath that she didn't arrange her return to us, cat just took off the same evening of the day we returned home. Amazing pathfinding it was!
