3rd story.
My husband was stationed in the North Sea on a project that took months. We all were home alone. We had a female Siamese cat that was nutso. One night she climbed the plum tree, leapt over to the garage gutter, and scrambled up to the peak of the roof. There she stayed and howled piteously for about 3 days driving everyone in the neighborhood crazy. I think she was in heat and she wanted to be sure that every cat for bocks around would know it.
I had no way to get up on that roof to bring her down and no male adult home who could do it for me. I didn’t even have a ladder. The cat simply refused to come down no matter how much we coaxed. On the morning of the 4th day, my oldest son (about 9) came in with the cat under his arm.
“How did you get her down,” I asked.
“Easy,” he said, and then he showed me.
My garage door was the old fashioned kind that tilted up — a solid piece of wood that just flipped to open. He had opened a can of tuna and carefully balanced it on the edge of the door, positioning it against a molding so it wouldn’t slide off. Then, he carefully raised the door until it was all the way up with the edge just sticking out below the eaves. THe cat came over to the edge of the roof and hopped to the edge of the door to get the tuna. Then, he carefully lowered the door while she ate and grabbed her shen she got near to the ground.
So, I locked her into the basement with her food and water and where she could howl to her heart’s content for the rest of the week.
My advice:
1) Never own an unspayed female Siamese.
2) Ask your kids how to solve unsolveable problems. Often they know best.
It is awesome how resourceful the boys are. (Girls are,too, but I only had sons.)
The thrilling things always happened when dad was away...like a huge pine tree falling on the house!