Unknown Gray Kitty
The only thing I knew about this cat was that he appeared to be somewhat friendly simply by the way he cried to people down below, but all signs of friendliness disappeared when I installed my rope in the tree near him. The commotion I created in that process scared him, and he became totally quiet. I gave him some time to calm down before I began to climb up to him, and when I heard him cry once again, I knew it was time to climb.
When I opened a can of food for him, then everything changed. All of a sudden, either I was his best friend, or he didn't care who I was. He came quickly down that fork to the food and began to eat like a cat who has not eaten in five or six days. I had to slow him down and take the food away from him so that I had time to get the cat bag ready. I struggled to get the cat bag ready with one hand while fighting off his advances to the food with the other hand. When I had the cat bag ready, I set the food back in the fork and let him eat some more. I petted him as he ate, and, after letting him enjoy the food for a moment, I lifted him by the scruff and pulled the bag over him.
The best part of this rescue for me was seeing so many people of the neighborhood all involved with this cat they did not know. Their expressions of relief, gratitude and appreciation were a joy to see and hear. They had all struggled so long to find help for this cat, and now all the tension and stress they had endured for several days were resolved now that the cat was finally safely on the ground. This is what makes a rescue especially rewarding for me.