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Kitten's Second Rescue

Kitten likes to climb, and, when she climbs a tree, she likes to climb high. This is the second time I have rescued this two-year-old, sweet, gray tabby girl in the same tree in her backyard in Denham Springs, and, both times, she climbed just about as high as a cat can go in that tree. Fortunately, her second rescue went a bit better than the first one , and that's because she came down a bit to make it easier on both of us. She was very nervous with me in the tree with her, but she tolerated me well enough to let me pet her. She appeared to get uncomfortable at the sight of the carrier, so I prepared the cat bag on my arm, petted and massaged her neck, and then lifted her by the scruff out of that very uncomfortable crotch in which she was wedged. Once secured in the bag, she took a ride back down to the ground with me to put an end to her one-night stay in the tree. Mike took her back inside the house where she quickly settled in and is doing just fine.

Unknown Orange Kitten

This mysterious orange tabby kitten appeared at an apartment complex in Baton Rouge, and he was quite friendly. The children there would play with him, and the adults interacted with him as well. He had been there for at least a week when, for reasons unknown, he climbed a Pine tree and got stuck there about 20 feet high. Danielle, whose apartment faced the tree, saw the kitten and gave me a call. We don't know how long he was stuck in the tree, but it was probably less than a day. When I climbed up to him, he remained true to his sociable reputation and was quite happy to see me. He was in constant motion as he turned this way and that way, and, as a result, I failed to get many pictures of his face, though I succeeded in determining that this was, indeed, a boy.  I held the carrier up to him thinking he would quickly walk straight inside, but, while he was interested and curious about it, he was also too cautious to go all the way inside even after three attempts. I spread the ca


It was a pretty, Spring day, so Cassidy decided to take her beloved, indoor-only cat, Ladybird, with her to a local park in Baton Rouge. She was careful to carry Ladybird inside her special cat-backpack, and Ladybird was also wearing her harness and leash. Once at the park, Cassidy let Ladybird out of the backpack while carefully holding onto the leash, but something spooked Ladybird, and, in a panic, she used her Houdini escape skills to writhe out of the harness. Cassidy watched helplessly in horror as Ladybird ran across the field and climbed a moderately-sized Live Oak tree. Ladybird climbed as high as that branch of the tree would allow, and she settled there roughly 15 feet high refusing to budge despite Cassidy's desperate pleas. Cassidy made failed attempts to coax Ladybird down and then made several phones calls in a chain of referrals that eventually led to me, and, by the time she called me, Ladybird had been in the tree only 20 minutes. I think that's a new record f


I could hear Allie crying from far away. Allie is a fourteen-month-old gray tabby, and for two nights she had been stuck about 50 feet high in a tree in the woods behind her home in Killian, Louisiana.   She hated being stuck in that tree, and she was loudly and desperately calling for help.  Since she sounded so desperate, I thought I would have no trouble getting her to come to me in the tree, but, once I climbed up to her, she wasn't sure what to think about me and stayed out on the limb far out of my reach. I thought she might feel better about me if I opened a can of food for her, so I reached for the carrier to get the food that was inside. When she saw the carrier, suddenly, her whole attitude changed. She stood up and walked straight over to me where I introduced myself and gave her some gentle touches. We were on friendly terms now, but it was the carrier that was the focus of her attention. She looked at the carrier as if that was the prettiest thing she had ever seen, so

Sugar and Hannah

Normally, I don't even count or report rescues like this, but this one is noteworthy because the tree featured both of my most dreaded hazards: power lines and beehives. The power lines were very close to the tree, and, on the opposite side of the tree was a very busy beehive (yellow circle). If the beehive is well above the cat, then it's not a problem unless the cat climbs higher. This hive, however, was just three feet below the cat (red circle), so I could not reach the cat without going past the hive. These two hazards severely limited my choices for setting a rope in the tree. To stay away from the bees, my rope needed to be on the opposite side of the tree, but that is where the power lines are. While the cat was well below the high voltage lines, the cat was unknown, and I was worried that she might be afraid of me and climb higher and closer to the power lines where I dared not go. I studied the tree for a long time before deciding on the only solution I could find tha