By Jacky Sapphire
When I was able to spend some time outside I discovered the greatest climbing post, actually there were several. I found it by accident the first time. I looked up and saw a tall brown object. It had a rough surface and a green ceiling. It looked interesting so I started to run and leaped up on the rough brown wall. My claws easily clung to it and I had no trouble going upward. A little way up there was a surface that I could go a different direction. That got a little hairy so I went back the way I had come and when I got back to the center I went up more. After exploring a few of the branches I finally worked how to get down a little closer to the ground and then jumping the rest of the way. I found out later I had climbed a tree.
Why do I climb trees?
I like the feeling of taking a run up to the tree and leaping as high as possible and racing upward as fast as possible. Then I can explore the branches. I like to look out to the distance and see what is going on in the neighbor’s yard. (That can be interesting sometimes, but I don’t gossip about my neighbors.) I have good balance and heights don’t bother me. I have to admit that I have gotten up a little too high sometimes and it was tough to get down. I took it very slow and had to go back and forth from branch to branch and search for what looked like an easy way down. Dad will help me by talking confidently to me and making me feel I will be safe. If I don’t see an easy way down I have gotten to the lowest branch and Dad can reach me to help me off to the ground.
It is natural for cats to climb. I heard a story about our cat Toby. He climbed a tree and jumped across to the roof of a house. He was stranded for several hours. He finally decided to jump and fortunately he didn’t get hurt, but it could have been tragic. Joe Boo-Boo will run up the trunk of the tree, but he isn’t a climber — even if he wants a closer look at the bird up there!
Climbing in the House
Inside there is a tall bookcase. I found a way to get up there by using the back of a chair. I liked to sit up there and look around the room. It was kind of a hiding place. If no one looked up they didn’t know I was there. I haven’t gotten up there for awhile. They say that cats like being up higher than on the ground. That may be true of some cats, but in our household I am probably to only one who climbs much.
When I get up here in a tree I can imagine what other creatures and the birds feel when they are sitting up here and looking down at us. Does it make them feel powerful? I know that if I can climb a tree I would be safe from dogs or other animals that mean harm. I also could get away from any human that meant me harm. If I get to a certain level they aren’t going to come after me.
My advice to you if your cat friend climbs a tree is not to worry. They probably know what they are doing and can figure out how to get down again. We do like you to encourage us in getting down and giving us confidence that we can. When that little doubt and fear sets in we know you are there to help us.