Mike in his preferred napping spot |
Outside of 1950's sit-coms I've never seen a cat really stuck in a tree. Well Mike went up a fir tree, probably after a squirrel, and hasn't come down. It's been three days and it's raining. Somehow he's not that wet. He's not happy, but he's moving around and really not that wet. I've spent the last two days on the phone to see if there's someone I can send up after him and under the tree trying to get him to come down.Smelly tuna didn't even work. I guess 50 feet is just too high to come down by yourself. I think I'll try something like this.
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