Showing posts from February, 2022


Kitty can't afford to be spending six nights stuck in a tree. She was the runt of the litter and is already too small, so she needs to be gaining weight, not losing it. But that is what happened when someone turned their dogs loose, and they chased Kitty up the skinny Pine tree in her own yard in McHenry, Mississippi. James and his wife were distraught and tried everything they knew to do to help Kitty down, but all their efforts and phone calls for help failed until someone told them about me. I have to admit that my heart sank when I first saw where Kitty was in the tree. She was at least fifty feet high, and I was not sure if that tree would allow me to reach her. The way the tree was swaying in the light wind planted both doubt and alarm inside me, but I was determined to climb as high as I could safely go and hope for the best. I planned to see how it felt as I went along, and, if it got too dangerous, I would have to come up with another plan or abort the rescue. As I climbed


Poor little Murky got chased by dogs up a skinny Pine tree at his home in McNeill, Mississippi, and he was stuck there on a skinny limb for three long nights. He was so miserable for so long on that small limb with no comfortable place to sit or rest that he broke the speed record for going into the carrier. I didn't need to convince, reassure or lure him into the carrier, and he didn't need any time to think about it. He just went straight inside as soon as I held it up to him. After what he had been through, that carrier looked like a luxurious penthouse, and he was not going to let that get away from him. His family had been very worried about him, and they were all pretty excited and happy to have him safely down and back home again.

Unknown Black and White Kitty

Jason found this black and white cat stuck in the large Oak tree by his home in a large mobile home park in Geismar. There are several loose cats in this mobile home park, and, while he did not know this cat, Jason had seen it several times before and assumed it belongs to one of the many nearby residents. From the way the cat cried to me down below, he appeared to be begging for help, so I was expecting him to be friendly and cooperative. W hen I climbed up to him, however, he became very afraid and defensive and responded to me with flattened ears and hissing. He was perched in the fork of two very large branches, but when I approached him, he quickly pushed himself out, turned his back to me and stepped to the opposite side of the large branch. He was facing away from me, and I reached my hand through the fork and gently patted and scratched his lower back to reassure him and show him that I was friendly. He accepted my gesture of friendship, but it was going to take much more than


Clea has a unique blend of features -- a bob tail, mismatched arm sleeves, one ear smaller than the other, stripes and spots, gray and orange -- all of which combine to make one very cute and very sweet little girl. Alicia and her children are deeply attached to this nine-month-old kitty, so when a dog chased Clea up a tree in her own back yard in Livingston, the whole family was very distressed. A neighbor climbed a ladder twenty feet high and tried to rescue Clea by wrapping her in a blanket, but Clea escaped and climbed almost ten feet higher. The neighbor was forced to retreat while leaving both Clea and the blanket still in the tree. I arrived after Clea's second night in the tree, and the ladder was still propped up against the skinny tree. Even though I do not like ladders, I decided to use it to get started just so I could avoid any commotion in my rope-installation process that might scare Clea. For my safety, I tied myself to the tree as I climbed the ladder. Because the


Imirra is a nine-month-old dilute tortie who escaped her house near Poplarville, Mississippi and was chased by dogs deep into the woods where she climbed a tree. The tree she chose to climb may have been a good one for escaping the dogs, but it sure was a bad one for a rescuer. To reach the tree, I first had to cut a trail through mud and dense thorny bushes and briars, and, since the tree had no usable limbs where I could install a rope, I had to climb it using a slower climbing technique. But once I reached her perch 35 feet high, she was super friendly and cooperative. She hated being stuck in that tree and in those woods overnight, and she was so happy to have someone there to help her that she started purring non-stop. I opened the cat bag and spread it over my lap and then lifted her off the tree and placed her on my lap where I then lifted the bag up around her. She continued to purr even while inside the bag. I took her down and transferred her to a carrier. Her owner, Ashley,


This is Ollie, a five-month-old, brown tabby kitty in Baker, and she got stuck for one night about 25 feet high in a tall tree in her back yard. She was very happy to see me when I first arrived and talked to her from the ground, but she changed her mind about me after I made lots of scary noises while installing my rope in the tree. When I climbed up to her, she refused to come near me and stayed out on her limb about six feet away from the trunk where I was. I tried to make friends with her from that distance, but it wasn't until I reached out there and let her get a sniff of my hand that she decided that I might not be so bad. Once she let me touch her and give her some gentle, loving pets, she relaxed completely and was ready to trust me, but she still would not come closer to me. When I shook a bag of treats, however, then she strutted down that limb to me. She wouldn't walk into the carrier, but she did get on my lap, so I pulled the cat bag up around her there and brough