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This rescue story has several characters.  First, it was Lisa who called me to say that there was a cat stuck in a tree two houses down from her sister's house.  Her sister, Kristen, discovered the cat the day before and had enlisted the help of her friend, Tori, to coax the kitty down.  There was no one home where the cat was stuck, and she did not know that neighbor.  As soon as I finished talking to Lisa on the phone, I got a call from Hanna, the neighbor who lives on the opposite side of the house from Kristen.  Independently of the others, Hanna found me and called to report the same cat in her neighbor's tree.  So far, there are four characters in this story, and I still do not know the cat owner or the property owner.  Then, of course, there is also the cat which no one recognizes. Lisa sent this picture to me of the cat stuck 25 feet high on the lowest branch of a large pine tree.  The kitty was black with small white spots on her nose, a white bib, a white patch on


Ginger and her daughter, Amber, live near Folsom, Louisiana in a beautiful rural setting surrounded by natural wooded areas.  They have two beautiful, large cats who are litter-mate siblings: a gray tabby male and Peaches, a female torbie.  The cats spend most of their time in what was formerly a child's playhouse but is now a full-time cat house.  When Peaches failed to show up for her usual sunset feeding time, Ginger and Amber became worried.  They began looking for her and heard her crying in the wooded area next to their house.  It took a several minutes before they were able to find her up high in a large live oak tree. Peaches was clearly distressed and trying to come down, but she kept trying to come down head-first which, of course, does not work.   They tried everything they could think of to help Peaches down.    With difficulty, they dragged a ladder through the woods and propped it up against the tree, but they could not get close enough to Peaches.  They called th


The cat-in-tree rescue business has slowed to a trickle in the new year.  The end of last year was my busiest ever, so the contrast with this year has been strong, and I have been sitting around twiddling my thumbs while waiting for the phone to ring.  But ring it did this Monday afternoon, and it came from a familiar place:  Cara's House , an animal shelter in a nearby parish.  It was Cara's House that asked me a few months ago to rescue Chomper , the cat that was stuck in the swamp near there, and they took care of him until he was transported to a shelter in New York where he was later adopted. This time, the cat that needed a rescue was their own resident cat, Tori, and she was stuck in a tree on their own property after an unfriendly dog chased it there.  Tori was in a tree that was in a wild area between Cara's House and a very busy four-lane, divided highway.  The tree was just on the edge of a wide ditch which was full of water due to recent rain.  The land arou