Maybelle

Maybelle kept changing her mind. This one-year-old kitty welcomed me in the tree and let me pet her, but then she decided she didn't trust me and moved a safe distance away. After I moved over some obstacles in the tree, sat down on her limb, and opened a can of food for her, she decided to come see me and let me pet her again. You would think that after being stuck in this huge Oak tree for three nights that she would be hungry enough to eat just about anything, but she turned her nose up at the scent of the food I offered her and turned herself around and walked away again. At this point, I thought my odds of getting her to come back to me again were pretty slim, so I stood up and moved out to her. She was resting on the limb with her back to me, but I let her know I was there and reached down to pet her. She was comfortable with that and even seemed to enjoy it, but then again, she decided she better start putting some more distance between us. She stood up and started walking away, and I decided to grab her and bring this wishy-washy dance to an end. She handled it without struggle or complaint, and I secured her in the cat bag for the ride back down to the ground. When I handed her to her owner, Becky, Maybelle started purring. Loudly. She knew she was now safe and going back home again, and she was certainly not wishy-washy about that.