I was awaken by a meow early this morning, and the feline was on my bedside, licking me vigorously but strangely, to the extent that it made me skeptical and worried about her, so I said to myself: Maybe she’s hungry, so I got up and bring her food but she ignores and turned away. Then, I said: Maybe she needs water so I guided her towards water but she didn’t look happy with it and started gazing at me which were implying on her sadness and sorrow. It left a very big impact upon me, even I wished I were the Solomon so that I could understand this animal’s language; by which I could know her wish and make it true. The door of my room was locked, and I saw she was continuously looking at it. Whenever I moved towards it, she held me tightly so I had perceived her wish and knew that she wants me to open the door for her. I ran towards it and opened up. Once she looked in the space and watch out the sky her gloomy mood turned into happy one and she ran on her way. I went back to my bed putting my head into my hands and started thinking of this feline. I was impressed, and said: I should know of this kitty if she knew what freedom was. It saddens her when it’s lost and makes her happy when regains, yes! She understands what a real freedom is, and she was not sad and didn’t cry because of not having the food or water but only because of freedom, and all of her urge, hope, licking, and even urgency were for the sake of it.