Unfortunately, the tree was a difficult one to climb. Climbing up the first 35 feet was straightforward, but the rest of it was difficult, strenuous and slow, so it took me longer to reach Silky than I would have liked. It was difficult to find her with all the foliage blocking my view, but her cries helped guide me to the right place, and I eventually reached a position at the stem next to her.
I tried to entice her to me with sweet-talk, treats and food, but the only one of those that seemed to influence her was the food. I could see she wanted it, and she tried to come down to get it, but she was not comfortable coming down that limb. After a few attempts to get her to overcome her fears, I finally came to the conclusion that this simply was not going to work. I needed to go to her.
Once on the ground, I handed Silky over to Emma who had been anxiously waiting down below with her friend, Jared, for the entire duration of this lengthy rescue. They took Silky home in the bag and released her there. Silky looked fine and began to settle back into her routine. Emma sent this picture of her to me later that day, and I am very glad to see that this sweet kitty is no longer swaying wildly in the wind.