Outside this farm

I have been thinking a lot more lately about what is outside this farm and I do not mean places like Australia and Greece but I mean places like the place that Barry went to which must not be so very far, right?

I mean he is a cat and he must have found an okay place to go to if he has not returned, even though he would not return because he is universally disliked and even his old friends the chickens are now amongst the animals who dislike him the most because not only do they now understand how mean he was but they also have the anger of having been fooled by him.

Still, I have been thinking about Barry lately and he has inspired me to learn a little more about what is more immediately outside this farm.

Because as Thanksgiving approached I am becoming increasingly certain about one very important fact: I need to get outside this farm too.