I'm not with him, so I must be against him

The cat has been trying to escape lately, by sprinting towards the door when it's opened. I think he believes he's meant for great things, but we're holding him back by keeping him in the house.
Of course, after watching him with bugs he finds in the house, I think we're doing the world a tremendous service by not letting him out. He doesn't kill insects, he just tortures them, batting them around with his paws and then giving me accusatory looks when I put them out of their misery. Well, cat, when you get your own house, you can violate the Geneva Conventions all you want!
Pictured: The dictator surveying his territory from above.