The tree was a large Pine tree near the fence line with the neighbor, and I got out my binoculars to help me search the tree thoroughly. I didn't see a cat in this tree either, but I did see a large bird nest at the top of the tree. Thomasine told me that the cat had been perched on one of the lower limbs, so it seemed unlikely that he would go up high to that nest and be able to come back down to the same limb as before where he was seen twice. I searched the tree some more, and, after a while, I discovered a bird nest near the end of a long, horizontal limb reaching more than 25 feet over the neighbor's yard. It was hard to see because of the foliage blocking my view, but when I intensified my focus on that nest, I saw the two pointy ears and head of a black cat poking above the nest. There he is. This kitty was still in the tree and had spent three nights in that nest.
There was no hope of getting him to come to me now, so it was time to get more aggressive. I could not use the rescue pole because the foliage around him would make it too difficult to get the noose around him, and I would not be in a secure or comfortable position to do it. I went back down to the ground, retrieved the cat trap and went back up the tree. During that break, the cat came back to the nest, so, before going to the trouble of setting up the trap, I decided to try to approach him one more time.
I brought him back down the ground and put him in a carrier with some food. I checked him for a microchip but did not find one. Now that the cat was on the ground, Thomasine and her husband got a closer look at him and were very sure that this was the same cat that lived in their neighborhood and was frequently seen here in their yard. With that important bit of information, I decided to let him finish eating and then let him go to find his way home.