Thunder crashed above. Lightning lit up the sky. The rain battered down. Trees bending in the howling wind.
And she was stuck up there. My rescue kitten and already one of our family. A wee grey ball of fluff who had made her way into our house, and our hearts. Meowing and hissing. Windswept and weary. Holding on. I had tried so hard to get her, but the ladder was too short and then the branches were too slippery. Trying the chair and the ladder together was asking for trouble, but I tried it nonetheless! Her every howl tugged at my heart strings. It was no use.
Finally, I called 111.