One of our cats went missing recently, so I was completely and totally consumed with finding him, hanging posters, stuffing flyers into my neighbors' doors, placing craigslist ads, going to shelters and veterinarians, etc. Finally one of my neighbors found him and called me. We brought him home where he has a steady food supply and little-to-no threat of an immediate and bloody death, yet as soon as he was inside he wanted back out. You could say he has a passion for nature. If he were a man I'd have a magnificent crush on him; instead, he's a cat.
