The cat doesn't rip up the contract like she is suppose to. Instead, she takes it to Meat Heaven. Perhaps there is a way to bribe the King of Meat Heaven to taking her back. Perhaps the contract is worth something.
"I don't care if some louzy human pays for his drink," the king yells. "Meat heaven is about good tasting meat. So, if you can bribe some ducks to join us, I might have a place for you."
"Not all cats, mind you. We can only have one cat in Meat Heaven. And, it better be a special cat. A secret agent cat."