Wendy

The severe cold wave that has invaded my area -- and is still holding us in a freezing chokehold as I write -- caused a flurry of rescue calls for cats who were stuck in a tree. The first call was for Wendy, a cat that I rescued in Baton Rouge just a few hours before the cold wave invasion. More about her below. Later that evening, as the rain was beginning to freeze, I got two calls within one minute of each other. One was in Walker, and the other was in New Orleans. Travel was beginning to become dangerous, but, fortunately, both rescues resolved on their own before I could do anything but think about it. One cat came down on its own, and the other was rescued by someone local. During the night, I got a message about another cat in Napoleonville, but, luckily, they were able to get the cat down on their own, though I never learned how. So I feel very lucky to have avoided three rescues in miserable cold, and I also feel lucky that I was able to rescue a sweet cat like Wendy. Wendy is...