Welcome New Furry Overlord, Name of Pippin
About two weeks ago, I was walking down our street and heard a rather pathetic meowing from a neighbor’s place. I didn’t figure out where it was coming from until later, when the neighbors were out. A cat had gotten himself stuck in the top few feet of their pine tree, and didn’t seem able to get down. He was too high to get with a ladder. We chatted, and they decided to give him overnight to see if he came down on his own.
He did not. I went down the next morning, thinking I might try my old tree-climbing skills. Fortunately, another (younger) neighbor was there first. I ended up holding the ladder while he climbed ladder then treetop to reach the cat.
Cat was removed from tree more-or-less successfully. Cat rubbed up against everyone’s legs in gratitude and hung out for a while before moving on with his cat life.
The following day, my wife and I were walking the dog, and spotted the cat hanging out one street over. It came running over to greet us, and we noticed he had a slight limp. He wasn’t worried about the dog, and continued to rub our legs and purr. He was skinny, his ears filthy and a little bloody from ear mites, but all he wanted to do was snuggle.
Yep, we’re suckers. We took him home and gave him some food and water, then took him in to the vet for a checkup, ear mite treatment, and shots. He didn’t have a chip, and isn’t listed on any of the missing pet sites. As malnourished as he was, he clearly hasn’t had a good home in a while.
I wanted to name him Treebeard. My wife and daughter vetoed that one, pointing out that a) the cat had no beard, and b) Treebeard was the tree — the cat should be named after one of the hobbits who was clinging to the top of said tree.
Today Pippin was released from ear mite quarantine. So far, everything’s going pretty well. Of our other cats, Sophie is cranky about the new addition, but Chewie thinks he has a new best bud to play with. He’s been following Pippin around like they’re best friends from a Disney movie.
I think he’s going to fit in just fine.
Sharon Barrett
June 8, 2017 @ 1:52 pm
Pippin is beautiful! Congrats on the new Furry Overlord. While they rule with an iron fist, our benefit far outweighs their arrogance. 😉
Ashley
June 8, 2017 @ 2:14 pm
Bless you!
Ashley
June 8, 2017 @ 2:15 pm
… not exactly related, but because you are Good People who rescues cats in need, and a writer, and and and… have you moved from LJ to DW, by any chance?
Jim C. Hines
June 8, 2017 @ 2:16 pm
Ashley – I’m http://jimhines.dreamwidth.org/ over there 🙂
Pam Rudd
June 8, 2017 @ 3:02 pm
*snifle*
I so love happy endings.
Sue Ehlbeck
June 8, 2017 @ 3:04 pm
Our furry overlords choose us. I should know, I have 3 in my house. He is a beauty and looks like he found the perfect home.
Bieeanda
June 8, 2017 @ 3:18 pm
What a lovely fellow, and such a touching tale!
Sherri B
June 8, 2017 @ 3:33 pm
So sweet!
Becca Stareyes
June 8, 2017 @ 3:39 pm
Pippin’s adventures in trees sound a lot like our old cat, Geno. Geno could get down trees, but it took a lot of motivation to get him to do so. He’d rather hope that meowing desperately any time a human passed by would improve the situation. (Since he could climb past the reach of ladders, and he sometimes ended up in the trees by the road which were pruned to avoid low branches, this did not help.)
It never occurred to him how many times he got stuck as motivation for not dashing up trees. Which was why he became an indoor kitty, even as our other cat, Lily, was allowed outside except during baby bunny season. (Lily was a mighty hunter of both birds and small mammals; we gave her a bell, and she just learned how to walk with it muffled.)
BJ
June 8, 2017 @ 4:00 pm
Heh.
Whenever I come home from work, the Cat of the House greets me at the door. I address her with “Hello, Feline Overlord.” This cracked me up.
Joe Clement
June 8, 2017 @ 6:23 pm
He’s so cute. He looks just like our Freddy did when we got him under similar circurmstances. Now Freddy is 36 inches long and weighs 16 pounds. He eats like a horse and hogs the bed. He’s the biggest cat in the neighborhood. Good Luck!
Cheryl Storm
June 8, 2017 @ 7:24 pm
He looks a lot like my first cat, Sophie. What a shocker that you kept him !! lol We did all say that when you name them (even if you change the name) they never leave !! Congrats on the new addition !!
mjkl
June 8, 2017 @ 7:39 pm
Love the picture of the two cats loving each other!
Sally
June 9, 2017 @ 3:28 am
A handsome beast!
Who knows
suckersgood people when he sees ’em.Terry Hickman
June 10, 2017 @ 3:32 pm
Congratulations on your additional overlord, Jim! He’s a dandy! A question occurred to me: is he neutered?
Jim C. Hines
June 11, 2017 @ 1:18 pm
Terry – Not yet, but I’ll be calling this week to get it scheduled.
chacha1
June 15, 2017 @ 1:20 pm
Aww. Excellent story! Lovely cats!
I like black cats and I cannot lie.
Leslie R.
June 15, 2017 @ 1:34 pm
Awww! Hello, Pippin! I’m glad you found a good home.