Yesterday morning, I let out the cats as I usually do and then sat down to read the newspaper. Every few minutes I would look up and see what the cats were doing. Chica doesn’t usually wander too far away and generally just sits on the patio and sunbathes. Well, all the sudden she is no where to be seen, so I step out and call her name. Nothing. She doesn’t come and I can’t see her. I don’t worry too much, but I did tell Evan she was no where to be seen. About 5-10 minutes later Evan went outside and then came and told me he had found her, but to come and see her.
This is what we found:
Chica had found a tree and was at least 25 feet up. I guess she must have been even higher when I first called her, because I could not see her at all. I think when I called her, she started making her way down and it took at least another 10 minutes for her to get all the way down.
Here she is a bit lower:
