Something about that whole story reminds me of my old cat Mr. Midnight (a beautiful Maine Coon). He was the fastest cat I have ever seen and he used to chase the squirrels. One day one jumped on the base of a tree in front of him in an attempt to scoot up the tree as fast as he could. Mr. Midnight jumped at the same time and caught him by the tail and there they stood....Mr. Squirrel legs going like a cartoon character and Mr. Cat with a very surprised (but victorious) glint in his eye. Finally, I yelled at the cat & he let go of the squirrel and Mr.Squirrel continued on his journey up the tree and across into another tree. At that point he felt safe enough to turn around and give Mr.Cat a good dressing down before going into his nest to find solace in his acorn soup. TRose