Showing posts from October, 2019


We don't know much about Bud except that he is a friendly and sociable orange-and-white cat who likes to visit the neighbors at the end of his quiet, dead-end street. Jason sees him frequently and is pretty sure he belongs to the neighbor just two doors down. They often visit together for a few minutes, and Bud likes to rub against Jason's legs. When Jason came out of his house and heard a cat crying frantically, he recognized Bud's voice and searched for him. Jason quickly found Bud up in a tree at the edge of his yard where it borders a bayou. The tree Bud was in was small and shaped like a "Y," and Bud was about halfway up the left arm of the "Y."  Bud was only 15 feet high, and it seemed like he should be able to come down at least to the main crotch, but Bud wasn't moving. Jason tried to coax him down, and, when that failed, he parked his truck under the tree and stood up on that while placing a long board against the limb as a bridge betwee


It was late in the day when Joann called me to rescue her cat in a neighbor's tree. As she answered my questions about the cat and the tree, I began to understand that this would not be a quick rescue. If the cat were friendly and the tree easy to climb, I would have responded right away to rescue her cat before darkness fell. But her description of her "wild" cat that runs away from everyone except her and a tall Pine tree that sounded like it would require a very slow and tedious method to climb had me convinced that I would not be able to get out there and complete this rescue before dark. I will rescue friendly cats after dark, but skittish cats usually require that I follow them all over the tree, and it is not safe for me to do that when I can't clearly see the limbs that anchor my life line. I explained all my concerns to Joann and offered to rescue her cat first thing in the morning. At the time I spoke to Joann on the phone, I did not know anything about