Cat Rescue Guy

A young and friendly tortie just showed up at Ashley and Dom's door, and their 10-year-old daughter, Landry, quickly became attached to her and named her Peanut Butter. The cat was a bit of a mystery. The neighbors did not recognize the cat, and no one else has responded to the Found Cat posts on social media. They are an animal-friendly family, so they continued to feed and care for Peanut Butter while they waited for the owner to be found. Just a few days later, the family took a short trip and returned to find Peanut Butter up in a tree across the street in the neighbor's yard. Peanut Butter was about 30 feet high on a large limb of a tall oak tree. Despite all their efforts, they were unable to coax Peanut Butter down, so Ashley began to search the internet for ideas. That is when she found me and gave me a call. This sounded like it would be a quick and easy rescue. They were located only 10 minutes from me, and the cat sounded very friendly with strangers. If al

He was due. Simba, my record-holder for most rescues, has not been stuck in a tree for more than eight months, so I figured it was about time to hear from him again. Today, I did. Simba did it again and got stuck in a tree in his front yard, and this is the eighth time I have rescued him. If you think that I find his habitual behavior annoying, you would be terribly mistaken. Simba is among my most favorite cats to rescue, and when he does not get stuck in a tree for a while, I miss him terribly. I am actually happy to learn that he is stuck again and that I have another opportunity to go visit with him. He is always cooperative, and the rescue is usually quite easy. Not only is he relaxed and friendly, he is also beautiful. Finding him in the tree was easy this time. He was only 20 feet high in the tree and crying out to us below. I picked out a large limb about 10 feet above him and installed my rope there. He calmly watched me as I climbed up to him and greeted me with his butt

It was a hot, sunny mid-afternoon in Luling, so it came as a relief when Caysa led me down a path through the shade and woods just beyond her backyard. Her cat, Kiki, had been stuck in a tree in these woods for three days and nights already, and as we approached the tree, Caysa called out to Kiki who responded. If Kiki had not moved, I would not have seen her, but I got a brief glimpse of her as she paced on a limb about 50 feet high. Caysa told me that the limb she was currently on was the lowest she has been able to come down, but she had been much higher in the tree (circled in red) which is blocked from view in this picture by the foreground limb of a different tree. The tree was a sweet gum with two equal-size trunks, and as expected for most trees in the woods down here, it was covered with vines. The limb that Kiki was on was just about the only one I could use to install my rope, but the trunk extended far above that, and I was not sure how much of that I could safely climb

Daisy did it again. Her first rescue was on New Year's Day, just four months ago, in an overgrown, wooded area just on the other side of her next-door neighbor. This time, she is in the same area but farther back and right on the edge where an eight-feet deep ravine marks the border. In fact, the tree she is in is actually growing in the bottom of the ravine. The tree is a miserable, Tallow tree with two stems of roughly equal size, and the stem Daisy is on is the one that leans slightly to one side. The two stems are weakly attached together for only one foot at the bottom, so the leaning stem especially is at risk of failure. There were no other larger trees that were close enough to climb instead, so I was quickly running out of options to rescue this little girl. Daisy was far out on a limb that was 16 feet above the ground where I was standing, but it was another eight feet to the bottom of the ravine. The ravine was lined with large chunks of broken concrete and other