My foster mom heard crying one evening and went to investigate. There I was, way up in the top of a big tree. I couldn’t figure out how to get down. She called a place called the fire department, but they said they couldn’t help. She couldn’t find anybody to help that night because it was dark and they really couldn’t get me. You better believe though the next day she had somebody out there with a big ladder getting me down. She took me to the vet and got me checked out and everything was fine so she brought me inside to live. I’m a very little girl and some of the cats in her house pick on me, but there are a lot there. I would probably do best with maybe just one cat or so. I am very sweet and loved to be petted.
