Cat Rescue Guy

I don't know what to call Cutie. She is part gray tabby, orange tabby, and tortie, so I guess that makes her a torby. But she also has white which makes her like a calico. Should I call her a tortico? Or caliby? Whatever you call her, she lives up to her name and is quite a cutie. She is sweet too. That is, once she learns to trust you. Cutie was chased by some loose dogs up a tree in the wooded area behind her home near Carriere, Mississippi, and she was stuck there for four nights before Mildred found me and the weather allowed me to rescue her. Cutie wasn't very high, and she may have eventually found a way down on her own, but there was always the threat of those dogs returning, and she felt safer in the tree even when it meant enduring some thunderstorms. Cutie is normally a very friendly girl, but she was terrified to see me climb up to her. She walked out to the end of the limb to get as far away from me as possible, and there she stopped and let out a sad and pitiful cr

All the rescues I do are enjoyable. Most are enjoyable while I do them, but some, like this rescue of Caesar in Denham Springs, aren't enjoyable until the next day. Caesar's rescue was so troublesome, difficult, and strenuous for me, that I simply suffered too much to enjoy it at the moment. The next day, however, I enjoyed knowing I persevered and managed to get him down safely and bring relief to him and Lindsey, his owner. The rescue got off to a great start, but it quickly went downhill after that. I won't bore you with all the details, but Caesar's back-and-forth movement from one part of the tree to another, his stubborn refusal to have anything to do with me, and the troubles created by the tree and my own mistakes led to my climbing 45 feet high in the tree four times over a lengthy, five-hour rescue that was exhausting for all of us. In the end, I had to set a trap in the tree for Caesar, and he gave me the gift of going into the trap after a wait of only 20 mi