http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-edinburgh-east-fife-21472175
On the 15th of this month, a cat had to be rescued from a tree with a cherry picker because the fire department didn’t have a ladder large enough to rescue the tiny white and black cat, which ironically, has been named Maple. She was standing on older branches in Ravenscraig Park, in Dysart. People feared the branches might break and she would fall on the concrete below. It is suspected that the cat was chased up the tree by a meanie-butt dog, but no one is sure. No one has claimed one year old Maple, who does not have a microchip. If no one does she will be found a new home.
This is so cute. Maple is such a pretty cat; I hope she is soon adopted by a nice, fuzzy, warm family. And I hope the dog that chased her up the tree gets lots of flees and is very itchy. I am glad that people in Dysart where compassionate enough to make sure she got down safely, because no one in my neighborhood would do so. I live with jerks. Maple is so cute; she looks like she may have been a cow in another life because of her spots. She’s a year old; I wonder if the animal shelter will ship her to me? My cats are 13 years old; they’re going to die soon. Sulfur, has diabetes because he’d constantly beg for food. I couldn’t say no, so I fed our Macon kibble until he got diabetes. Ironically, his brother named Sugar did not get diabetes. Sulfur is technically my brother Spencer’s cat. But Spencer is a big fat meanie butt jerky jerk, so I feed our kitties. Now I feed our kitties and give his a shot of insulin twice a day. Sugar is my cat, whom I taught to play fetch. I am proud.