I will admit that our cat is spoiled.  She won the cat lottery being able to travel back with us from Cameroon.  She’s a special cat in so many ways.  She has her claws and needs her outside time to have ample scratching time and she’s playful.  She has went through two of her vet tags and collars, somehow she finds a way to remove them outside and we can’t find them.  She normally returns within 20 minutes of being outside unless it’s warm and sunny outside then she’ll sleep on the deck for an extended period.

One day she hadn’t returned within the time she normally does.  I gave it more time and still she hadn’t returned.  I called for her, normally she runs quickly when called, but she didn’t come.  I started to get worried about our furry family member.  I walked around the block calling for her and nothing.  Upon returning to our home, I walked to look between any crevice where she may have became stuck – no Fluffy.  I heard a faint meow and started following the sound.  I looked around and didn’t see her.  Then I looked up and saw her up high in the tree circling around and around the branch, meowing loudly.  The boys came outside and asked if they should call the fire department to come get her out of the tree like in cartoons and movies.  I told them no.  She seemed like she wanted to jump to me.  I climbed a rickety wooden ladder, but it wasn’t tall enough.  Finally, Joshua and I built a wooden ramp propped up by the ladder where she could use it as a ramp to come lower, so I could reach her.