George
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When Jim stepped out the front door of his house, he was surprised to discover a cat in the Black Cherry tree next to his drive. This was not his cat; this cat was a mystery. It was a long-hair, gray tabby, and by the way it cried down to him below, it appeared to be a tame cat. Since Jim lives at the end of a remote, dead-end road near a river, he assumed this cat was dropped off as has happened before. He does not know what caused this cat to climb his tree, but he has two cat-friendly dogs who may have scared it when all they wanted was to play with it, and he has a black cat that may not have given it a proper welcome. Whatever the reason, the problem now is how to get the cat down. Jim tried all the usual methods of trying to get a cat down out of a tree, but when all his efforts failed, he called the local fire department. They referred him to me, and Jim gave me a call. By this time, the cat had been in the tree two nights, and the morning Jim called me, a serious storm fron