Monday, September 13, 2010
Can you find Ferris?
He's the sad kitty meowing in the high branches of the tall, tall pine tree.
Poor-poor kitty. Popoki.
Ferris is not supposed to get outside, which is probably what makes it such a huge temptation for him. It's just that he's such a little guy, and the coyotes, and big dogs, are plentiful in these parts. Well, yesterday he learned for himself that his ambitions do not match his abilities.
And the meowing? The crying... it was so sad and pitiful.
He really was up a tree, out on a limb, stuck.
Naturally, being good, typical helicopter parents, we could not leave him there to grow, and get hungry, and somehow stumble on a way to get himself down. This called for all of us to stand under the tree, and call to him sympathetically. Max held his arms up, willing to catch Ferris if he should fall.
The tree is roughly sixty feet tall, and Ferris was at least twenty feet up. Max wanted to climb up to him, but it is a very sappy tree, without low branches.
He was breaking our hearts.
So, out came the ladder, and up went Max...
Max scooped up his "very scared kitty" and brought him down to safety.
Don't you love happy endings?