Good morning! (ish?)
This item from Norfolk, Virignia, Associated Press: Headline in my area: FIREFIGHTERS RESCUE MAN FROM TREE TRYING TO RESCUE CAT
NORFOLK, Va. (AP) -- Firefighters in Virginia have rescued a man who got stuck in a tree while trying to retrieve a cat.
The Virginian-Pilot reported Friday that the man was trying to rescue a feline perched on a limb in Norfolk.
The man climbed past the ladder he had used and ultimately went about 50 feet up the tree before getting stuck.
Firefighters brought him to safety within 30 minutes. And because their gear was already deployed, they used their ladder truck to rescue the cat, too.
Norfolk Fire-Rescue Battalion Chief Harry Worley stressed that cat rescues are "not something we normally do."
But Worley said the cat's owners were very happy and thankful. And the man who got stuck was "relieved to be back on the ground."
Or, y'know, open a can of food and yell, "KITTY KITTY KITTY!"
I mention this b/c about 9 years ago I was intrepidly wondering what the what the fire department was doing out behinda neighbor's house. Her indoor-only kitty had "escaped" and gone about 50 feet up a tree. Nothing she did got kitty down. Much lamenting, much arguing the fire department into helping (for a fee of $1500, yowch).
They were out there hours with ropes, ladders, equipment, men, curses. And the cat stayed. And stayed and stayed.
I was like, "Seriously?"
I walked over to the men, who told me to stand back.
No problem, since I'm too silly and weak to kjnow anything, *sir*.
I then lifted the opened can of tuna and yelled, "HEre kitty kitty kitty!" (to owner: "What's the name? Fluffy. Really? OK.") "Here, FLuffy! C'mon, Fluff-ster! Here kitty!"
The *short*-haired cat (named in irony?) immediately began crawling down a branch toward food, but all those scary men!
I handed a firefighter the tuna, said, "Send that up the ladder."
He did. Cat was down within five-eight minutes.
Owner hugs me. Oh so joyul! Oh I helped! Oh thank you!
Oh for crying out loud. By that point, yelling 'Kitty kitty' and waving tuna around meant I had about eight cats by the Leo B&B for Critters, wondering where the heck the treats were...
So. That just to lighten your day and mood.
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