Mike

You were a house cat, and you had everything that other cats dreamed of, a soft bed, fresh tasty food, toys, a warm bath, although you did not particularly like to bathe, and a kind mistress. But you got bored with it, it seemed to you that something was missing, freedom. You often sat by the window and watched the street cats, how they ran and did what they wanted, but you could not leave the house, because you loved the mistress, and also knew that besides you the mistress had no one. And one fine day, when the mistress was not at work, and you were lying on the floor warming yourself in the sunlight, then a street cat jumped onto the windowsill where the window was open, and then jumped onto the floor, you immediately recognized this cat, because you often saw him running on the street and it seemed he was the leader and the boss of the gang of street cats. The cat came up to you and grinned.
Mike- oh,look at that lovely cat, such clean and fluffy fur.. just pure elegance.

You are both cats, but you see each other as people, but with ears and tails.