Tina's townhome faces a small parking lot bordered with townhomes in front and a six-foot wooden fence enclosing one side. On the other side of the fence is a wild, wooded area bordering a bayou. When Tina called for Senf, she could hear Senf respond on the other side of the fence but could not tell exactly where she was. Senf would not come to her, and Tina could not get across the fence. It is very difficult to determine the exact location of a sound in these circumstances, but Tina thought she heard Senf crying from up high in a tree. She called the Fire Department, and they actually sent someone out to investigate. The fireman found a way to get across the fence by ducking under it where a large drainage ditch went under it. He searched for Senf, but, of course, Senf would not respond to this stranger, and he was unable to locate her through all the dense foliage. The firemen left, but, thankfully, they gave my phone number to Tina, and she called me.
When Tina called me, the weather was pretty bad and not expected to let up for the rest of the day. I simply could not safely find and rescue Senf that day, but I promised to do so the following morning. During the night, the awful weather became even worse. The rainfall was extreme, the winds were very strong, and the lightning was constant. It felt like a hurricane at times, and many parts of town flooded. I felt so sorry for Senf during that night as I imagined him miserably holding onto the tree against the strong winds while the heavy rains pelted him, lightning flashed around him, and powerful booms of thunder surrounded him. The bayou beside him rose fast and completely flooded the ground beneath him as well as the parking lot of Tina's townhome.
Senf greeted me, sniffed my hand and let me pet her. She was happy to see me and ready to go home, but I knew that her friendly period was likely to be very short, so I prepared the cat bag right away. Indeed, she soon turned her back to me and hissed at me when I petted and scratched her back. I was not going to wait any longer. I grabbed her by the scruff and pulled the bag over her. She fussed, but calmed down when I held her on my lap and petted her calmly through the bag.
I brought her down and handed her over the fence to Tina who was waiting on the other side. Tina took her inside and released her there. Senf ate some food and settled in like nothing ever happened, and Tina sent this picture of her to me later. So all is back to normal in the household again, except that Senf won't be going outside anymore.