in a Cow Oak tree on the family's rural property near Greenwell Springs. Oscar is a very friendly, one-year-old, gray and white cat who is very well loved and treasured by the entire family, and he is special to them not only because of his sweet personality, but also because he has a cleft palate, though Oscar does not know that or care. The whole family had been desperately trying all week to coax him down, and they were all very excited to see me arrive to put an end to this stressful drama.
Since Oscar was described to me as super friendly and not easily spooked, I was expecting this to be a quick and easy rescue. Unfortunately, however, installing my rope in the tree frightened him more than I expected, and he seemed to hold that against me as I climbed up to him. He was near the end of the limb and crying in distress, and I could hear his distress intensify each time I advanced closer. I stopped frequently along the way to reassure him that I was friendly, but he was never persuaded.
I brought him down and gave him to one of the daughters, and she took him inside the house to release him. Oscar ran out of the bag and hid at first, but he came out later and was glad to be back home and have some food to eat and a soft bed. He got a lot of rest and was soon settling back into his routine with his loving family, and, the next day, my wife and I took our short trip to celebrate our anniversary. So what if it was technically on the wrong day. We enjoyed it more knowing that this sweet cat and his delightful family were all happily and safely back together again.