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Kairi is a sweet, nine-month-old calico that has been with  Jason and Mickey since they bottle-fed her as a small kitten. Kairi got stuck in a tree next to her house in Walker and had been stuck there for two cold nights in spite of Jason's creative efforts to get her down. When I arrived, I found Kairi crying constantly and looking pitiful, lonely and desperate. Unfortunately, the tree she had chosen was less than desirable for climbing, so I had to use a slow, tedious and strenuous method of climbing to reach her. Fortunately, she was only 30 feet high, and, once I reached 20 feet, she got so excited to see me, that she began to work her way down to me. She was trying to go forward down that steep trunk, and her feet kept slipping and sliding. She would stop at a small limb where she could get a foothold, but the closer I got to her, the more desperate she became to come down to me. We were eventually only a few feet apart, but she could not wait for me any longer and made a da

Sebastian and Bella

Sebastian Sebastian was the first of two rescues on this afternoon. Sebastian is a four-year-old Ragdoll boy in St. Francisville who climbed 55 feet high in a Pine tree in his front yard and got stuck there. He had been there for two nights, including a rainy one, by the time I arrived. I was hoping that Sebastian would live up to the friendly and docile reputation of the breed, and, indeed, he represented the breed very well. In spite of the almost-angry impatience with which he waited for me to reach him, he greeted me happily as if we were old friends. Getting him into the carrier required neither patience nor enticement, as he reached to step inside even as I was still moving the carrier up to him. He stepped all the way inside and settled in as if knowing that it would be only a few more minutes before he would be back down on the ground. Even after a rough ride through a gauntlet of vines that had invaded the tree, he was still calm enough on the ground to be released there, an


I thought this could be an easy rescue. After all, the cat, Whiskers, was sitting in the first fork of the trunk and was only 15 feet high. I figured I could just climb up there, make friends with him, get him in my lap and come down. Whiskers looked friendly enough from the ground, but once I got up to him, he got scared, turned his back to me and started looking upward for an escape path. I calmed him down enough that he stayed in place, but he only tolerated my petting and attention and returned none of my friendly sentiments. Food didn't work either. Since I could not get him in my lap, and getting him in the carrier was not an option, I had to use the cat bag. But Whiskers is a thick-coated, long-hair, large orange tabby boy, and when I lifted him by the scruff, I could feel his thick, fluffy, slippery scruff slipping out of my grip quickly. I had to pull the bag over him very quickly, but he stuck a leg out and prevented the bag from going over him on one side, and I did no


First, a man noticed a cat stuck in a tree in his neighbor's backyard, so he took a picture of it and posted it on the Nextdoor website. Shortly after that, three other neighbors , each unknown to the others,  independently  contacted me to see if I could help. Unfortunately, none of the neighbors who called me knew the cat, the cat owner or the property owner, but they went to work to identify these people. I needed the property owner's permission to rescue the cat, and I also wanted to return the cat to its owner. While they worked on that task, I went to rescue Sammi and hoped they would have an answer by the time I finished. Sure enough, shortly after I finished with Sammi, one of the neighbors had found and contacted the property owner and got her permission. While the cat owner was still unknown, I was told that the cat was wearing a collar with a tag, and I was hopeful that I could get contact information there. When I arrived at the site, I found a fifth neighb


Sammi is such a sweet and friendly kitten that you would never suspect that she was born to a feral mother. Fortunately for Sammi, however, Tonita was there at the beginning to adopt her and teach her all the ways of a proper tame kitten. While Sammi stays inside almost all the time, she does occasionally go out on supervised trips in the yard. We are not sure why she did it, but she climbed a tree at the fence line and did not know how to climb back down. She stopped in a fork less than 20 feet high and cried for help.  Tonita called the Fire Department, and they referred her to me. Rescuing Sammi was easy. She was so happy to see me and motivated to come down that she quickly jumped down onto my lap, and I slowly brought her down to the ground. Just before reaching the ground, she jumped from my lap and walked to Tonita, though she took a circuitous route through the weeds to get there. Tonita was very relieved to have her baby back home again, and Sammi enjoyed having a soft a