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Cat stuck in a tree?

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It happens all the time. All cats are natural tree climbers, but when it is time to come down, some cats know how to climb down and some don’t. Those that don’t know how to come down are truly stuck. When the cat is stuck, the cat and its owner are both suffering, and that suffering is needlessly prolonged when numerous people convince the owner that all cats come down on their own. That is not true. Some cats will come down, but some won't. If the cat has had enough time to figure out how to come down on its own and is still stuck, then it's time for a rescue. All About Cats in Trees The subject of cats in trees is poorly understood by the general public, and I hope that the  Cats in Trees section will bring some much-needed clarity to the topic. I invite you to use the navigation links in the sidebar to explore this section where I share all that I have learned about cats in trees, such as why cats get stuck , what to do if you find a cat in a tree , how to coax a cat do

Georgie and Re

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I have been celebrating Difficult Cat Week here with consecutive, all-you-can-sweat, exhausting rescues, and I am hoping the celebration comes to an end soon. I was driving to Mississippi for a rescue when the cat came down on his own about the time I reached the state line. I turned around and headed home, and, once I was about halfway home, I got a call about another rescue in Picayune, Mississippi. I turned around and headed there feeling happy that this trip was not totally wasted. When I arrived to see where the cat was in the tree, however, I didn't feel very happy anymore. Georgie is a one-year-old black kitty who escaped his house and was missing for three nights when Lauren found him in a neighbor's tree several houses down the street. Georgie was near the top of a Sweetgum tree up high in the small wood where I could not go. Judging from the way the spindly stem was swaying in the wind, I did not think I would be able to get close enough to reach him even with my full

Piper

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I was concerned about doing this rescue. From the way Piper was described to me, it was clear that there was no chance that she would allow me to get close to her, and, in a tree like this, that is bad news. The tree was not large enough for me to hide on the opposite side of the trunk and climb up without her seeing me until I was above her. That is the approach I often take when I expect the cat to move away from me, and that approach prevents the cat from climbing higher. Piper's commanding view of everything below her meant that she would easily see me climbing up toward her, and that would give her plenty of time to climb higher. This tree was made up of only vertical stems and branches, and there was hardly a horizontal limb to be found. If Piper climbed higher, she would not be able to find a secure resting spot, and I would not be able to climb nearly as high as Piper on the small wood at the top of the tree. I was not feeling optimistic about this rescue. I installed my ro

Cutie

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I don't know what to call Cutie. She is part gray tabby, orange tabby, and tortie, so I guess that makes her a torby. But she also has white which makes her like a calico. Should I call her a tortico? Or caliby? Whatever you call her, she lives up to her name and is quite a cutie. She is sweet too. That is, once she learns to trust you. Cutie was chased by some loose dogs up a tree in the wooded area behind her home near Carriere, Mississippi, and she was stuck there for four nights before Mildred found me and the weather allowed me to rescue her. Cutie wasn't very high, and she may have eventually found a way down on her own, but there was always the threat of those dogs returning, and she felt safer in the tree even when it meant enduring some thunderstorms. Cutie is normally a very friendly girl, but she was terrified to see me climb up to her. She walked out to the end of the limb to get as far away from me as possible, and there she stopped and let out a sad and pitiful cr

Caesar

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All the rescues I do are enjoyable. Most are enjoyable while I do them, but some, like this rescue of Caesar in Denham Springs, aren't enjoyable until the next day. Caesar's rescue was so troublesome, difficult, and strenuous for me, that I simply suffered too much to enjoy it at the moment. The next day, however, I enjoyed knowing I persevered and managed to get him down safely and bring relief to him and Lindsey, his owner. The rescue got off to a great start, but it quickly went downhill after that. I won't bore you with all the details, but Caesar's back-and-forth movement from one part of the tree to another, his stubborn refusal to have anything to do with me, and the troubles created by the tree and my own mistakes led to my climbing 45 feet high in the tree four times over a lengthy, five-hour rescue that was exhausting for all of us. In the end, I had to set a trap in the tree for Caesar, and he gave me the gift of going into the trap after a wait of only 20 mi