Our cat Wendel, (don't ask about the name, it's a LONG story!), had been missing since before Cooper was born. He's been gone for more than a week before and shown up at home, but this time we had a bad feeling about his disappearance. After three weeks of being gone, Tony and I had assumed he had been coyote or bobcat bait. Friday afternoon the boys were playing outside while I was nursing Cooper and Carson came running inside claiming to have heard a cat in the trees. I went outside thinking the boys had heard something else, and what did I find? Wendel was about 50 feet up in a tree. He was meowing and tried to move when he heard me, but couldn't get down the tree. After a quick call to Tony, he got his friend Tom to come out to the house and rescue the cat. Tom works for the telephone company so he used his spiked shoes to climb up the tree, put the cat in a duffel bag, and lower him to the ground.
You might wonder what shape this cat was in. It wasn't pretty. I took him to the vet yesterday and he had lost several pounds, but he checked out as healthy and has no major injuries. He did have a bit of a limp due to some strained tendons, but those should work themselves out in a few days.
At first we thought that Bandit the racoon might have chased Wendel up the tree. We think it may have been something else that chased him up the tree after today though. Today my mother-in-law saw a young bobcat walking up the driveway and brought in our dogs. Next thing she knew, our other cat, Bob, was streaking across the yard with the bobcat behind him. Maybe Wendel nearly missed becoming bobcat bait.
We are just happy to have both cats home and healthy.
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