My cat got half-way up the tree in our yard, and then slowly shimmied down by hanging and swinging between the two main branches. He’s never gone up again once though.
My Dad was a firefighter fpr 35 years, and his go-to line when someone wanted help gettong a cat down was, “Have you ever seen a cat skeleton in a tree?”
Mine went missing for a day, and then at 2am a neighbor started pounding on the door - was this our cat wailing keeping them awake?
So I climbed about 30’ up a pine tree in my boxers, in the dark, unwrapped the cat from the tree, wrapped it around my bare chest (it’s terrified fully extended claws made this a snap, right into my flesh) and down we went.
She never tried that again, but did enjoy annual escapes onto the roof until the arthritis got too bad.
My cat got half-way up the tree in our yard, and then slowly shimmied down by hanging and swinging between the two main branches. He’s never gone up again once though.
My Dad was a firefighter fpr 35 years, and his go-to line when someone wanted help gettong a cat down was, “Have you ever seen a cat skeleton in a tree?”
Well it’s not being in a tree that kills you
Mine went missing for a day, and then at 2am a neighbor started pounding on the door - was this our cat wailing keeping them awake?
So I climbed about 30’ up a pine tree in my boxers, in the dark, unwrapped the cat from the tree, wrapped it around my bare chest (it’s terrified fully extended claws made this a snap, right into my flesh) and down we went.
She never tried that again, but did enjoy annual escapes onto the roof until the arthritis got too bad.
Why didn’t you put some clothes on before climbing? Personally, the pine sap and cat claws would be a pretty big motivator for me to wear clothes.
Brains don’t work great at 3am. Less so when a beloved feline is potentially in danger.