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Unknown Tabby

This cat is a bit of a mystery. She was stuck in a tree at the edge of a wooded area next to a little-used, residential, dead-end road far out in the country. It is remarkable that anyone even noticed this cat, since she was not easy to see. But Amy lives down the road a bit, and she noticed her. It was the cat's frequent, loud crying that led Amy to her, and it was Amy's persistence in finding help for her that eventually saved her. We don't know exactly how long this cat was in the tree before Amy found her, but by the time Amy made her own, creative attempts to rescue her and arranged unsuccessful attempts by others, six days had passed before someone referred her to me. Except for the difficulties of installing a rope in the tree with the woods on one side of the tree and a ditch and road on the other, the kitty's rescue was pretty simple and easy. Though she was frightened by the disturbance I created in the tree when installing my rope, she calmed down by the time


Muses is a sweet, one-year-old, white-and-black kitty in Baton Rouge who slipped out the door with her canine siblings and then got stuck in a tall Pine tree in the next-door neighbor's yard. Unfortunately, Muses picked a bad tree for a cat to climb, because there were no limbs suitable for a cat to perch within easy reach. She had to climb 60 feet high before she found a dead, broken stub where she could settle. She stayed there all night while Sherry and her family worried about her and tried to figure out what to do, but the next morning, Sherry found me. Muses was frightened, so I climbed up to her slowly, pausing often to give her some sweet talk and sweet eyes and time to see that I was not threatening. At one point I saw her looking upward for an escape, but, thankfully, she did not climb higher. In time, she calmed down enough to let me approach her and make friends with her. When I began to pull the carrier closer, however, she appeared to get uncomfortable with it, so I q

Unknown Russian Blue

Aletha discovered this unknown Russian Blue cat 35 feet high in a Pine tree on her rural property near Perkinston, Mississippi, and she tried very hard to find a way to get the cat down. When no one would help her, she found a way to get a long string over the cat's limb and use that to pull a bucket with a can of tuna fish in it up to the cat. The bucket hung below the cat, and she was not sure if he could reach it. She continued to search for help and finally found Bob Reese, the cat rescuer of Mississippi, and he referred her to me. By this time, the cat had been stuck in the tree for ten days. The cat cried loudly and often, but when he saw me climbing up closer to him, the tone of his cries became fearful. I stopped several times along my way up to him to reassure him and give him time to calm down, but each time I started coming closer, he became scared again. With climbing slowly and pausing often, it took me about 10 minutes just to reach the height of his limb, but in spit


Blue is a six-year-old Russian Blue kitty who has never been outside, but on this one night, he escaped and found himself in a scary world. His instinct told him to find a safe place to go, so he climbed one of the many Pine trees in front of him. He kept climbing until he was about 45 feet high and came to rest there. He was safe but scared. Charlie and his family found him in the morning and tried to figure out how to get him down, and it was Charlie's daughter, Joyce, who found me. I arrived there late that afternoon at their home in Pumpkin Center and found Blue crying pitifully and constantly at his perch indicated in the picture by the lower red circle. I had a good bit of trouble installing my rope, and when I finally succeeded in doing so, the sun was almost ready to set. I climbed up to Blue slowly and carefully because I could hear how distressed he was. I was pleased that he remained in place while I very slowly approached him, and when I was close enough to reach my han