Really? A Cat and Firefighters?!
Seriously? Are we really doing this now? I just read a news story about Maine firefighters – brave, selfless individuals, supposedly trained to battle infernos and rescue people from perilous situations – who were dispatched…to retrieve a cat. Not a kitten, not a distressed animal trapped in rubble. A tuxedo cat. Apparently, it was “sharply dressed,” as if the feline’s impeccable fashion sense somehow warranted a full-blown emergency response.
And lets be clear: it wasnt just any roof. It was a steep roof. Because of course, it was. As if a cat wouldnt choose the most challenging, precarious location to hang out. Did anyone stop to consider that maybe, just maybe, the cat wanted to be on the roof? Maybe it enjoys the view!
The article gushes about the heroic rescue, complete with pictures of firefighters scaling the house like some sort of bizarre feline extraction team. Meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering how many actual emergencies were delayed because a pampered pet decided to play mountaineer. I bet the taxpayers footing this bill are thrilled.
Im all for animal welfare, truly. But prioritizing a cats rooftop leisure over potential human crises? It’s just…peak absurdity. Next thing you know, well be funding expeditions to rescue squirrels from bird feeders. Please. Just give the cat a gentle nudge and let it figure things out itself.
