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I do it for free because I love cats, I love climbing trees, I hate suffering, and I don't want the cat to suffer just because someone can't pay. I am retired, and this is my joy. I rescue cats using the least stressful method that is suitable for the situation, and I climb the tree using ropes and professional techniques that do no harm to the tree.

11/08/2024

We don't know how long this unknown kitty may have been stuck in the Pine tree before Heather happened to notice it on her property in Picayune, Mississippi, but it was stuck two more nights in that tree before I arrived to rescue it. The kitty was panting constantly during the hot, rainless, August days, and every time that Heather went out to check on it, the kitty would look at her and plead loudly for help. It broke Heather's animal-loving heart to see this kitty suffering, and her numerous pleas for help eventually led her to me.

Privately, I thought this would be a super-easy rescue, because the cat appeared very friendly, desperate for help, and was very calm during the rope installation process. When I climbed up to her, I noticed she would pull back once I came too close, so I pulled back to keep her from climbing higher. She wasn't sure about me, so I needed to spend some time convincing her of my trustworthiness. My attempts to earn her trust were not working, and she eventually decided to put some distance between us by climbing up and around to a limb on the other side of the trunk. My hopes for a super-easy rescue were over.

I gave her some time to settle there and then I calmly climbed a little higher and around the trunk to a point where she was barely within reach. She soon decided I was too close and walked out the limb about four feet. It took some time, but I eventually desensitized her to my hand enough that she allowed me to touch her gently. A few gentle pets with my hand were all she needed, and her distrust evaporated away. When she took a few steps toward me, I was ready to make sure she did not have a chance to change her mind. I had the cat bag already on my arm, and I calmly grabbed her by the scruff and pulled the bag over her.

Once she was in the bag, she felt betrayed, so I spent a few minutes holding her in my lap and petting her through the bag to reassure her. I took her down to the ground and gave her to Heather who took her inside where she released her in a small bathroom. Heather had already made arrangements to take the cat to the local SPCA, but she wanted to give the cat some time to eat, drink, rest, and feel safe before taking her there. As it turned out, however, a neighbor decided to take the kitty and give her a good, permanent home if the original owner is never found, and that is the happy ending I wanted.

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29/07/2024

When someone contacts me about a rescue that is two or three hours from me, I normally refer them to someone closer, and I also advise them about some do-it-yourself options suitable for their circumstances. This, combined with those cats who come down on their own, often results in a successful resolution without my having to make a long drive. This was my response to Susan who contacted me about an unknown cat who was stuck in a tree in her backyard in Long Beach, Mississippi.

Susan called the local rescuers but never got a return call from them, and that wasted one day. The next day, she arranged for a tree service to come out, but that didn't work out either. The next day, she and her husband, Bruce, made a ramp for the cat to come down on his own, but it was not quite adequate for the cat to use. When I saw this picture of what they had done, I offered a suggestion to improve it so the cat could successfully use it, and they did that. The cat was not high, and their ramp from the cat's limb down to the roof of their storage shed was at an angle the cat could easily handle, so I was confident the cat would use it. We gave him plenty of time to use it, but he didn't. By this time, the cat had been stuck in the tree for six nights, and I was not going to allow this to go any longer, so off I went to Long Beach.

I had to admire the efforts that Susan and Bruce expended in making the ramp, especially for a cat that was not their own. It was perfectly fine and should have worked for most cats, but this all-black cat was just too timid to try it. The cat was clearly tame and friendly, and he talked to me on the ground and followed me around as I moved from place to place. I installed my rope, climbed up to him, and found that he was indeed very friendly. He appeared to be roughly nine months old. After giving him some pets, I spread the bottom of the cat bag over my lap and lured him to step on it. He was a bit too excited to step on my lap and stay still long enough for me to pull the bag up over him, so it took several attempts before we succeeded. When I finally had him secured in the bag, I brought him down to the ground.

To the surprise of Susan and Bruce, the cat belonged to their next door neighbor who happened to be outside at the time and noticed the activity. She knew her cat was missing but didn't know it was stuck in a tree next door. We let the cat out of the bag, and I had some food waiting for him. He forcefully pushed my hand out of the way with his head so he could get to that food even before I could finish dumping it all into the bowl. He lapped up every bit of the food, and then went home with the neighbor. I hate that it took so long to get this sweet boy down, but I love being able to help him even if it's a two-hour drive.

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19/07/2024

Summer is the slow season for cat-in-tree rescues here in the deep South, but this year has been exceptionally slow. The last rescue I did was just over a month ago, though I did get a few calls recently for cats who came down on their own, including one who came down during the phone call and another who came down after I arrived. Going for a long time without a rescue to do makes me feel useless, but Princess, a two-and-a-half-year-old Calico in Watson, Louisiana, came to my rescue and made me feel useful again. Princess was not happy being stuck near the top of a Tallow tree for two nights, and Laura, her human mama, was stressed and very worried about her. While I don't wish that misery upon them, I was actually quite happy to get back in the saddle again.

Princess is a sweet girl, and she gave me a reasonably warm welcome once I climbed up to her, but, while she seemed to enjoy having some company up in the tree with her, she didn't appear to understand that I might be useful to her for getting back down to the ground. Maybe she thought I was now stuck in the tree too. Whatever it was, she didn't make any effort to come toward me or step into the carrier I held up to her. She was above my head, and I could not make a lap for her, so I reluctantly prepared the cat bag on my arm. I hate to scruff a sweet cat, but I could not think of any other gentle way in this situation to secure her for the trip down to the ground. She handled it without complaint and settled quietly into the bag, and I took her down. She is safe inside her house now and feeling great, and I am hoping I don't have to wait another month for the next rescue to do.

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16/06/2024

UPDATE 6/17/2024: We were finally able to get in touch with the owner and learned that he has moved out of state, is no longer able to care for the cat, and does not want the cat. I already have someone who wants to adopt her and will be taking her to her new home in the next few days. I took the cat to the vet this morning where she was found to be very constipated but otherwise very healthy and FIV/FeLV negative. As soon as she is back to normal, I will take her to her new home where I am sure she will enjoy excellent care and all the love a person can give. This is the happy ending to this story that we all wanted. I am grateful to all of you who took such great interest in this story and cared about this cat enough to offer your suggestions, support, and efforts to find the owner.

ORIGINAL POST:
This cat is a bit of a mystery. Two people independently noticed this unknown cat crying loudly in distress from the tip top of a tree, and both called me for help. The cat was in a tree on the grounds of a hotel next to the interstate in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, and neither caller knew or recognized the cat. I could not go out there right away, and it didn't sound like an emergency, so I asked for an update later in the afternoon. When I heard back, the cat was found much lower in the tree but crying in even more distress. The caller, Marsha, was very concerned about the cat and feared it might be injured. It was only twelve feet from the ground now, but was not making any effort to move at all. A few minutes later as I was preparing to go out there, Marsha told me that the cat died.

Suddenly, this rescue had turned into a tragic body recovery. At that time, I was not there to see the site and didn't have any pictures, but I could only guess that the cat fell from its earlier position at the top of the tree to its current position lower in the tree and was injured by the fall. I was feeling sick at the thought as I drove out there, but just as I arrived, Marsha told me that she just saw it move. Great! The cat is not dead after all. I rushed out there to see and found the cat clearly alive in a branch union and looking fine. She wasn't moving much at all, however, so I wondered if she might be injured. A few minutes later, she lifted herself up and stepped on another limb. She appeared perfectly fine now and was clearly a tame cat and unafraid of us on the ground.

The cat was very low in the tree but still well out of my reach, and she was not making any effort to come down any lower even though she could easily step down to some lower limbs. I could easily reach her with my catch-pole from the ground, so I prepared to do that and just lift her out of the tree. I had so much difficulty getting the noose into proper position around her chest just behind her front legs that I gave up. It felt silly to get myself rigged up to climb the tree only five feet, but that's what I did. I climbed up to her and found her perfectly comfortable with me, but she was strangely indifferent to me as well. She didn't protest as I lifted her off her limb and put her in the bag.

Back on the ground, I scanned her through the bag for a microchip and found one. That was just what I wanted. I transferred her to a carrier with food inside and then began the process of finding her owner via the microchip. Microchips are wonderful, but they are imperfect and often very frustrating. Multiple calls, messages, and text messages to the registered owner's phone number were never returned. All that I learned from the microchip was that the cat's name is Buttercream, she is 7 - 1/2 years old, she is spayed, and her microchip was implanted by an organization in Texas seven years ago. Any changes to the owner's phone or other contact information since that time were not updated with the microchip registry. The cat might even belong to a different owner now, and there was no way to learn that unless they updated the information with the microchip registry. Sometimes people adopt a cat without even knowing that it has a microchip. The cat can't tell me her story, so I was left in the dark. Since no one else was willing to take responsibility for the cat, I took her home with me.

Buttercream clearly belongs to someone. She is sweet, healthy, relaxed with strangers, immediately comfortable with new environments, and very receptive to loving pets. She is a very low-energy cat and the calmest I have ever known. She talks to me when I walk into her room, but, otherwise, she is always quiet. She seems content to just sit and nap by herself all day. She shows almost no interest in playing, and she has very little interest in food. When I first got her settled, she drank a huge amount of water, but ate nothing. She didn't recognize the sound when I opened a can of food, and she had no interest in it when I presented it to her. Later, she ate some dry food but would not touch the canned. I tried different flavors but only one of them managed to get her interest long enough for a few licks. Since she appears to be a bit overweight, I get the impression that she has been free-feeding dry food all her life. She shows no interest in escaping the room where I am keeping her, so I suspect she has been an inside cat for a long time. She is affectionate and likes to be close, and when I lie down, she likes to curl up and settle between my body and arm.

So far, my attempts to find her owner have failed, and it puzzles me that the owner has not made a public attempt to find her. It is difficult enough to find homes for all the homeless cats in our area, so we don't need the additional burden of finding a home for a cat that probably already has one. But I don't know the whole story and circumstances, so this cat remains a bit of a mystery. However, I am determined to make sure this mystery story has a happy ending.

Webpage: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2024/06/buttercream.html

11/06/2024

Let me introduce you to Helios, the suave, ultra-sophisticated, highly-socialized, and supremely confident two-year-old who gets and deserves the best of everything and whose inherent superiority is the envy of every creature in his vast social network. Helios was on one of his frequent family outings at the local park when, during a moment when he was untethered -- now seriously, it is so embarrassing and demeaning for one of his stature to be seen in public wearing a leash or harness as if he were a common pet -- several crows decided to attack him. Some would interpret his running up into the nearest tree as a sign of panic and fear, but in reality, he was just leading the crows into the tree where he could gain a height advantage as well as threaten any nests they might have there. Helios was not intimidated, and he was not stuck in the tree either. He was simply remaining long enough for the crows to regret their actions and learn their lesson even if it meant staying overnight while his human caretaker sat there on the ground below all night to keep watch. When I appeared in the tree with him the next afternoon, Helios felt insulted at the mere appearance that he might need help going down, so he refused to cooperate with me. Since he refused all my efforts to assist him, I imposed on him the gross indignity of grabbing him by the scruff and pulling a bag over him. I'm sorry, Helios, but it had to be done.

Helios is safe at home now and trying to forget the entire tree incident, and his human family is enjoying the relief from their stressful ordeal. Helios means the world to them. They include him in all their activities when feasible and serve him like the king that he is. This was a seriously difficult time for them, but they were committed to doing whatever was necessary to get Helios safely back at home.

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07/06/2024

It was already dark when Richard called me to report a small kitten stuck in a tree between the Walmart parking lot and a very busy four-lane highway in Denham Springs, Louisiana. Nothing was known about this kitten, but this typically happens when a kitten hides inside a car with the engine and then jumps out when the car comes to a stop. The driver usually doesn't even know the kitten is there. Once the kitten finds himself in a strange territory, he seeks safety by hiding or climbing something. I don't know if that is what happened in this case, but, regardless, here we are in the dark with a scared, unknown kitten high in a tree in a dangerous environment. Scared kittens won't hesitate to jump out of the tree if they are frightened by my presence in the tree with them, and that would be a disaster if this kitten did that with heavy traffic on three sides of the tree and no other hiding places.

Unfortunately, this kitten was afraid of me as I climbed closer to her. She was already high in the small wood of the tree where I could not go, and she began to climb even higher. She was still barely within reach of my catch-pole, so I quickly prepared it and managed to get the noose around her tiny body. I lifted her out of the tree and began to bring her back to me when I noticed that she was slipping out of the noose. I quickly grabbed my net and held it under her just as she fell from the noose. She fell safely inside the net where I secured her and kept her while I brought her down. I felt very lucky that I caught her before she fell to the ground and also that she didn't jump out of the tree.

I took her home with me overnight where she was still very afraid. I could not approach her without her hissing and spitting at me. For a tiny thing, she had a very powerful spit like a blast of dynamite that both startled and scared me. I sat with her for a while and eventually had her in my lap purring loudly. She just needed to know she was safe. The poor thing misses her mama and siblings and has no idea what is happening to her in this strange world. I made it even stranger when I took her to the Denham Springs Animal Shelter the next morning. She is five or six weeks old, weighs only 1.6 pounds, and is too small to be spayed just yet, but they will keep her either there or with a foster until she is spayed and available for adoption in two or three weeks. She is all black except for a tiny white tuft on her chest. They named her Oakley, so refer to her by that name when you go there to adopt this sweet, innocent baby. I got no pictures of her during the rescue, and the only picture I got of her afterward was this one of her hiding in the back of the carrier.

After I left Oakley at the shelter, I drove straight from there to Carriere, Mississippi to rescue another unknown black cat that had been stuck 65 feet high in a Pine tree for ten nights. Crystal and her family had been hearing a crying cat for several days but could not ever find it until they finally saw it high in the tree. The cat was difficult to see with the foliage of many other trees blocking the view, but, with binoculars, I could see that it was wearing a collar. That had me encouraged that the cat was tame and, hopefully, also friendly, but that turned out not to be the case. I climbed up to the top of the tree where I found the cat facing me from the end of a long limb. He would not respond to anything I did. He never said a word and hardly moved at all. He had no reaction or even a flinch of recognition to any of the wet or dry food sounds I made and offered. I spent a good bit of time with him but never made any progress. If I had not seen the collar, I would have thought this cat was feral.

I could set a trap on his limb, but I have no idea how long it may take for him to go into it, and I don't want to make the long drive here again to bring him down the next day. I may just barely be able to reach him with a fully-extended catch-pole, but it will be very difficult for me to handle him at that distance, and I would expect him to fight it like a wild cat. I could set up an "elevator" for him in the hope that he will eventually jump into the box and can be lowered to the ground by the family. I went back down to the ground to discuss these options with the family, and, as I was doing so, the daughter noticed that the cat was hanging from the tree by his front paws. I turned to look but could not see the cat because of the foliage in the way. As I was moving to get a better view, the cat suddenly fell to the ground with a loud plop and then ran through a small opening in the fence. From my vantage point, I could not see how or where he landed because it was on the other side of a wood fence, but I saw him run away. He appeared to be okay, but he still may have suffered an injury. We are hoping to gain more information about this cat, but, so far, we still have not learned anything about him or seen him again. I am optimistic that he is fine since cats often fall or jump from such heights without injury, but it would be nice to get confirmation. Hopefully, he returned home and surprised his family who has been wondering where he has been for the past ten days.

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28/05/2024

Sometimes, I get to rescue some of the cutest cats, like these next two, Callie and Coka. Callie was stuck in an old Tallow tree in Baton Rouge for five hot nights, and, even though this two-year-old normally does not like strangers, she was perfectly calm and receptive with me approaching her in the tree. She was interested in the food I was holding, but she would not step all the way on my lap to reach it. Each time she placed her front feet on my lap to reach the food, she kept looking at my other hand suspiciously. Since I could not get her to trust me enough to step all the way on my lap, I had to grab her by the scruff and pull the bag over her instead. I apologized and reassured her in the bag and took this sweet cutie home where she is now perfectly comfortable and happy.

Coka is a one-year-old Siamese mix who escaped his home in Albany, Louisiana and got stuck high in a big tree in the woods behind his house. It took his family some time to find him, and Coka had spent three nights in that tree before I arrived to rescue him. He was about 45 feet high in a large fork, and he was begging for help. Coka is a friendly boy and welcomed me in the tree with him. I spread the bottom of cat bag over my lap and invited him onto my lap, but he didn't seem to understand what I wanted until I pulled out some food. This cute boy stepped fully on my lap and rubbed his head against me, and I pulled the bag up around him and took him down to his very relieved family.

Webpage: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2024/05/callie-and-coka.html

25/05/2024

I have been celebrating Difficult Cat Week here with consecutive, all-you-can-sweat, exhausting rescues, and I am hoping the celebration comes to an end soon. I was driving to Mississippi for a rescue when the cat came down on his own about the time I reached the state line. I turned around and headed home, and, once I was about halfway home, I got a call about another rescue in Picayune, Mississippi. I turned around and headed there feeling happy that this trip was not totally wasted. When I arrived to see where the cat was in the tree, however, I didn't feel very happy anymore.

Georgie is a one-year-old black kitty who escaped his house and was missing for three nights when Lauren found him in a neighbor's tree several houses down the street. Georgie was near the top of a Sweetgum tree up high in the small wood where I could not go. Judging from the way the spindly stem was swaying in the wind, I did not think I would be able to get close enough to reach him even with my fully-extended catch-pole. I have had some hard-to-reach cats before, but I had serious doubts about being able to reach Georgie. I began climbing, but my progress was slow, painful, and troublesome. I was pleased to see that I felt safe going higher than I originally thought I could by tying myself to three small vertical stems to combine their strength. I was just within reach of Georgie with the catch-pole, so I tried to snare him. Georgie is a sweet, tame boy, and I assumed he would handle being snared just fine, but I was wrong. He fought it like a feral as I fought to lift him out of his perch, and he managed to slip out of the noose. He got back on the spindly stem and climbed it even higher where he was well out of my reach.

I have never had to do this before, but I climbed back down and, after talking to Lauren and Gene about it, I prepared to shoot a string over Georgie's limb and pull on it to shake him out of the tree while Lauren and Gene held a tarp below to catch him. They were in agreement, so that's what we did. I shook Georgie's limb and he fell about one-third of the way where he landed on the end of another limb. He was in a precarious position there and could not move, so I shot another line over that limb and used that line to shake him out of the tree. This time, he fell all the way to the tarp below. Gene had to move and bend back out of the way as Georgie landed on the corner of the tarp over Gene's chest, but it was a safe landing, and we all watched as Georgie ran all the way back home. Georgie was just fine, but I was dehydrated and exhausted.

The next day, I was hoping for a quiet day to recover when I got a call from Vanessa who was frantic and desperate for someone to help get her cat, Re, out of a tree in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Re had been stuck for seven days, and Vanessa was at her wits end after trying unsuccessfully for days to find someone to help. Re wasn't very high, but I could see he was not going to make it easy for me. He had the look of distrust in his eyes even though he allowed me to climb up close below him. His body was tense and set in position for a quick, upward escape if I made one move he didn't like. Still, I managed to calm him enough that he actually took a few bites of the food I offered, but he wasn't ready for me to touch him. I got away with one gentle pat on his rear end, but we were far from buddies. I made the mistake of gently inching myself a little higher up the rope too soon when Re decided that was too much. He climbed high up the branch and far out near the end of the limb, and I knew I would never get him to come to me. It was time to set a trap, so I went back down, prepared the trap, installed another rope, climbed back up, installed and set the trap, and came back down to wait. Fortunately, Re was in the trap 20 minutes later, so I climbed back up to him, lowered him in the trap back to the ground, and came back down for the last time while Vanessa took him inside the house.

Both rescues were about three-and-a-half hot hours long, and both were dehydrating and exhausting, but when I get to see how relieved and happy the people and the cats are when it's all over, it's all worth it. Still, I hope this Difficult Cat Week celebration ends soon.

Webpage: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2024/05/georgie-and-re.html

20/05/2024

I was concerned about doing this rescue. From the way Piper was described to me, it was clear that there was no chance that she would allow me to get close to her, and, in a tree like this, that is bad news. The tree was not large enough for me to hide on the opposite side of the trunk and climb up without her seeing me until I was above her. That is the approach I often take when I expect the cat to move away from me, and that approach prevents the cat from climbing higher. Piper's commanding view of everything below her meant that she would easily see me climbing up toward her, and that would give her plenty of time to climb higher. This tree was made up of only vertical stems and branches, and there was hardly a horizontal limb to be found. If Piper climbed higher, she would not be able to find a secure resting spot, and I would not be able to climb nearly as high as Piper on the small wood at the top of the tree. I was not feeling optimistic about this rescue.

I installed my rope in the only suitable place in the tree above Piper, and it was very close to her. I thought that the commotion I created in the tree so close to her might scare her down, but to my surprise, she handled it very well and stayed in place. By the time I was ready to start climbing, Piper seemed pretty relaxed, and I was beginning to wonder about the possibility that she might actually be receptive to me. Even in situations where I know there is no chance the cat will be receptive, I always approach the cat as if it will be, because I never know when I might be surprised. This turned out to be one of those times.

The closer I got to Piper, the better I could see how relaxed she was. She saw me coming up toward her without showing any concern. She wasn't excited, and she wasn't afraid. She was simply calm. When I was close enough to reach my hand out to her, she readily stretched down to sniff it and then decided I was no threat. I came closer, and she calmly allowed me to touch her. I gently stroked her face and petted her head and neck, and she was perfectly comfortable with it. I began to think the unthinkable and wondered if she might actually step on my lap. I got into a better position, spread the bottom of the cat bag over my lap, and gave her an invitation and opportunity to step on my lap. She didn't move out of her fork, so I pulled out some dry food in a container and shook it off to the side of my lap. Piper instantly recognized that sound and stepped down on my lap and settled into place. I pulled the bag up around her and could hear her purring as I secured her inside.

Piper was still purring when I handed her over to her family once we were down on the ground. Piper had been pretty unhappy spending two nights in that tree by her house in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, and her family had been very stressed about it too. Piper was relieved, her whole family was relieved, and I was relieved that the rescue worked out so easily when it could have been so much worse.

Webpage: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2024/05/piper.html

16/05/2024

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 cry of doom. I felt so sorry for her and had no quick way to reassure her. I tried to charm her and lure her to me with food, but she was not impressed. I tried to ignore her for a while, and she settled down but still would not have anything to do with me. I needed to get closer to her so she could sniff my hand and let me touch her gently.

The top of this skinny Pine tree had broken off, and there were only two limbs remaining. Cutie was on the lower one, and the other one was only one or two feet above it running roughly parallel above it. Cutie's limb was too small to hold my weight, but, fortunately, the upper limb was more substantial, and I could use it to move part of the distance out toward Cutie. Once I did that and stretched out horizontally to reach as close as I could to her, she began to feel better about me. After a little more coaxing, she stretched toward my hand, sniffed it, and rubbed her cheek on it. It took me 40 minutes in the tree with her to reach this point, but that was when I knew it would all work out well. Don't worry: I edited those 40 minutes and more out of the video below.

It still took a little more time to get her to come close to me, but she eventually relaxed and trusted me fully. I felt pretty confident she would step on my lap, so I spread the bottom of the cat bag over my lap and gathered the sides of the bag around it. She did indeed step on my lap, but she kept right on going to the other end of the limb. She came back, stepped on my lap again and kept going back and forth like this several times before I finally got her in the right spot. I pulled the bag up around her and secured her inside.

I took her down and released her inside where she reunited with Mildred as well as her feline sister. She is fully recovered now and, hopefully, will not venture out into the dangers of the outside world again.

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Video: https://youtu.be/IobB1iTV_7A

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It was a quick rescue if you don't count the two hours it took me to set up. Once I got up in the tree with Kitty, it took only one minute to get this one-year-old, Russian Blue down. Actually, Kitty did all the work by rescuing herself. She took one look at me so close to her and said, "I'm outta here!" Even though her escape path required that she go toward me and step on my hand and foot, she was determined to get away from me. As she passed by me, I put one hand on her back while she hissed and uttered something unprintable. She turned to go down the long, angled stem head-first, and the only way she could control her descent was to slide on her belly with her left legs on one side of the stem and her right legs on the other. The slide down must not have been pleasant with the rough bark of the tree rubbing against her belly, but she didn't seem to mind. That was a small price to pay for her safe escape and freedom. Once she reached the bottom of the stem, she was still too high to jump to the ground, so she pondered her options. She settled on jumping to the roof of the next-door neighbor's storage building, and, from there, she jumped to the ground. To get back home, she went to the back part of the yard, climbed the fence and jumped down to her own back yard. She hid under the storage building there until I was long gone and it felt safe to emerge. She is safely back home now and happy as a clam. So is her family. They all suffered more than Kitty did even though Kitty was the one stuck in a tree for one long, cold night. Webpage: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2022/12/kitty.html Video: https://youtu.be/JzKRijGnnqI

Mia's Rescue

I could tell right away that Mia was going to be a sweet and easy cat to rescue by the way she looked at me on the ground below and begged for help. And I was right. Mia was indeed a sweet and easy cat to rescue. This six-month-old, dilute calico had been stuck in this tree in her backyard in Denham Springs, Louisiana for two nights, and she was so anxious to get out of that tree that she jumped down onto my lap before I was ready for her. So the cat was easy, but the tree was problematic. It took me longer than usual, but I found a way to reach her safely and bring her back down to the ground to her much-relieved family. Full story: https://www.catrescueguy.com/2022/12/mia.html YouTube Video: https://youtu.be/8lvYlSI7VBU

When Taylor told me that her cat, Nash, would not let her touch him, I became very concerned. A few months ago, Nash came out of the woods behind her rural home in Baker, Louisiana and made an appearance for the first time. Taylor and Rick have been feeding him these few months, but, despite that, Nash was not comfortable being close to them or anyone. Now, Nash was stuck about 20 feet high in a tree, and I was concerned about how I was going to rescue such a fearful cat. Once I arrived and saw where he was in the tree and how limited his movement was, I decided it would be best to climb on the opposite side of the tree out of his sight and to get above him before he saw me for the first time. If he saw me coming upward toward him, he would surely climb higher, and I did not want to chase him to the tips of the tree where he would likely fall or jump in his effort to get away from me. I thought my chance of getting above him undetected was good, because I have often been surprised to notice that cats just don't seem to notice me. Sometimes, even when I want them to see me, I have difficulty getting their attention. So I quietly climbed the tree on the opposite side of the trunk and did not reveal myself until I was above him where I could block any attempt he might make to climb higher. He reacted as expected and wanted to get away from me, and the only way he could do that was to go down. And down he went. That smart boy quickly learned how to climb down a tree backwards and in control. Once he was within a few feet of the ground, he jumped and landed on the mattress that had been placed there in case he fell. After I left, he returned to the back porch where he chowed down with his ear-tipped sibling. I hope Nash remembers this new skill he just learned. Webpage: http://www.catrescueguy.com/2022/11/nash.html

This is the sweet little guy I last rescued from a tree (see below) a few days ago. His original owner has not responded to any of the many attempts to contact him and apparently does not want him. He is at CAA (caabr.org) right now and is available for adoption as of today. I went to see him today, and he is currently sharing a showroom with one other kitty that I think he does not like. He appears insecure there right now, and is spending most of his time hiding under the steps in the corner of the room. But he comes out for me when I visit, and he continues to push his head into my hand like he did in the tree and as shown in the video. He is such a sweet boy, but he may need some time to feel secure in a new home. He is beautiful, very soft to touch, and a sweet, gentle boy. He is almost five years old and in need of a home where he can learn what it means to be appreciated, valued and loved. His CAA impound number is 119006. UPDATE: This boy has been adopted!

I love to rescue cool kitties like Baby, the sweet, four-month-old brown tabby girl who was stuck for one night in a tree in her yard in Covington. She was never scared, cautious, worried or excited. She simply watched me climb up to her as if this were a routine part of her day, and she appeared almost bored when I greeted her and made friends with her. No, there was no need for an increase in heart rate or energy level just because some stranger decided to join her in a tree, but she did perk up slightly when I invited her into an open carrier. She stepped inside the carrier with no trouble, and I closed the door and brought her down. Just another routine day at the office for Baby. Webpage: http://www.catrescueguy.com/2021/12/baby.html

About three weeks ago, on March 24, I posted about rescuing an unknown calico from a tree just off the interstate. We named her Willow. Since that day, I fostered that little girl while getting her spayed and vaccinated and ready for adoption. During that time, we both became very bonded with each other. She is such a sweetheart. She followed me everywhere I went and loved to be either on me or close to me at all times. Yesterday, the time came to let her go, and, with pain in my heart, I put her in the van to be transported along with several other cats to a rescue group in Colorado and, eventually, her new permanent home. I have done this fostering routine several times now, and you would think it would get easier, but it doesn't. In fact, it seems to just get harder to do. So the house is a lot quieter and cleaner now, my lap is empty, and there is something missing in my chest. It is amazing just how powerful a little five-pound furball can be. But it is best for her to find a new, permanent home, and I want to thank Regina Gonzales for arranging the transport and Tim Hebert for getting the cats there so quickly, safely and with great care. In Willow's honor, I want to share a very short video of her. I have always loved to watch cats when they are getting ready to pounce on something. I love the way they wiggle their butt as they shift their weight several times from one back leg to the other to plant them firmly before they pounce. I call it the pre-pounce butt wiggle. Well, Willow did that as well and often as any cat I have ever seen, and I managed to catch it on video a few times.

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