Pepper and PYSCHO - Two P's in Trees

Kari from north Huntsville left me a voicemail - there was an unknown kitty stuck in her backyard, HALP!  I loaded the truck and was soon at Kari's house.  By the time I arrived, she had tracked down the owner by posting on the neighborhood Facebook page.  The kitty's name was "Pepper" and lived across the street. Apparently, Pepper's people were out for the holidays and a kitty sitter was checking in once a day to feed Pepper.  However, Pepper's garage has a kitty door, and Pepper has free roam of the neighborhood, and she roamed into Kari's yard where the local dog policeman took issue with this and chased her up the tree. Pepper was at about 35 ft and crying for a rescue.  I started trying to set a rope above Pepper and after about a bazillion tries finally got it set. Pepper watched all of this with interest and was not bothered at all by the rope  shenanigans.  Pepper practically jumped into my lap when I reached her. Back on the ground, Kari and I took Pepper back to her house and stuffed her into her kitty door.  We turned around, took two steps, then heard the cat door open and here comes Pepper, wanting to follow us as we were interesting folks --- PEPPPPPPPERRRR!!!!!!.  We stuffed her back in, then blocked the door with a garbage can. Kari contacted the kitty sitter and informed her that Pepper was now locked in her house.  

The next day, MeowMax (my friend and fellow rescuer from Athens) forwarded me a rescue contact in Huntsville - MeowMax was caving that day and could not do the rescue.  I contacted Liz and found out that one of her rescue kitties ("Psycho") had been missing for three days but had been found by a neighbor up a tree in their backyard.   I was soon at the location in South Huntsville, where I was met by a large group of friendly people (Liz, Robin, Josh, their son, their parents, various celebrities, etc) who were all concerned about Psycho.  He was only at about 30 feet in a smallish tree.  With Robin's help, I shot a throw bag above Psycho and was trying to isolate it when Psycho decided that he had enough - he came down the trunk, jumped down at about eight feet, and took off into the woods.   I was disappointed that I did not get control of Psycho but I should not have worried - Liz said that he came strolling into her house about four hours later like nothing had happened.  Whew, happy ending!