How To Rescue A Cat In A Tree

Remember The Golden Girls? Use the Sophia voice here:

Picture it: Charleston, SC, summer, 2016. The AC is broken. I’m pregnant. It’s hot as Hades….Our buddy can’t get out here for days to look at it. Finally, after 5 days, he tells us the unit needs to be replaced.


I’m ready to go full crazy Italian on my husband. The house is registering in the high 80’s….like 87 dang degrees. Also, the animals all thought it was time to cuddle…here Gretzky was just camping out on me…..

Finally, we just caved and call the landlord. We had to break it to her we were moving and NOT buying the house…oh and we need a new AC unit.

Thankfully she sent her guy and he was able to clean the coil. By 11 last night, we had cool air blowing.

As I lay in bed last night, I planned a great post for today about everything that has taken place over the past week…….then I heard meowing.

Puck, the kitten, had not been in the bedroom at all last night, but I assumed he got himself stuck in the garage.

No such luck.

Bill went on a hunt for Puck this morning, and found him….in the tree, outside, about 20 feet in the air, if not higher…..

In case you wanted to know, the fire department will not come out unless the tree is close to the street. Animal Control just doesn’t answer their phone. After an initial 20 minutes trying to get up the tree, Bill came down and had to get the chain saw out so he could get back up the tree. So glad we had his deer hunting stand ready to go. Normally I can’t stand the thought of hunting, but for once his hobby came in handy.


Puck in the tree…..he’s over 20 feet up.


Oak (left) and Baker did not understand what was going on really, just that daddy was in the back yard and stuff was falling from the sky….



I don’t have pictures of the actual rescue because it was all too funny not to stream live on Facebook, but once Bill got to Puck, the kitten did NOT want to come down. He was holding on for dear life and cried like crazy before getting a ride down.

While all this is going on….the neighbor responsible for dumping the cat on us in the first place decides to come over and watch. I pretty much wanted to punch him as he stood on his flip phone talking to his wife about what was happening. I refrained because he’s REALLY old.



I have a lot of catching up to do around the house because I just could not be productive in the heat!

Military Spouse Life

His Giving Heart

One of the things I love most about my husband is his heart. Saturday, he and my cousin Joey participated in a motorcycle ride to raise money for kids in our area with cancer. When they were done with the main part of the ride, Talia and I caught up with them to follow to the last stop for the after party.


I don’t know the numbers, but it was cool watching at least 100 bikes pull out.


One of the local fire departments provided an escort.


So I got to follow from John’s Island to Wadmalaw Island, South Carolina, (USA).wp-1466965960829.jpg

Beautiful, right? I can’t wait to move!!! Haha!


These are just SOME of the bikes…..keep in mind, there were a lot of 2 passenger bikes.


Bill on the left, with Talia (who just woke up) and my cousin Joey. Yes, I know he looks like Corey Feldman….but we are Italian, so I imagine he’s much shorter.


I have no idea what was so funny here, but everyone had a good time….even if we didn’t know there was a pool and bring someone’s swimsuit. Talia got upset each time she saw the pool. Kid thinks she’s a fish!


After dinner we headed home……


with these professional pictures!


We even had enough time for a bedtime story. Grandma sent a new book and we have only ready it about 200 times!