Dear Liza,
Last week at the Mt. Tabor Art Walk, we got to see a cat rescue. We were never quite sure if the cat actually needed rescuing, but it was impressive, anyway.
There was this fir tree, and this cat. A regular, small-ish, domestic cat with a collar on. The cat was on a limb of the tree, and seemed in mild confusion. Two young men seemed willing to step up to resolve the situation.
Several onlookers, including two little girls, a neighborhood cat, and a crow (who found the whole thing hilarious), gathered to watch as one of the fellows climbed the tree. Creaking branches did not dissuade him.
He made is way up to cat level, and after much wrangling and reaching, caught hold of the cat. The cat was not happy with the grabbing, but gave in to the inevitable. The climbing fellow handed off the cat to his ground team, and all was well.
The fellow placed the cat on the ground, checked for damages, and gave him a pat. The rescued cat headed for a quiet corner while the heroes took their bows.
This is the sort of thing that happens all the time, magical moments of humanity out in the world. I love being able to get out there and see it!
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 