Wandering Man
Member
- Joined
- May 31, 2012
- Messages
- 320
- Pets
- PD & Frank
We rescued Frank just a few weeks. He was starved and abandoned, and we still don't have enough weight on him. He was so quiet in the shelter, but each day he grows bolder. They estimated that he is two, but he chews and plays like he is closer to 1.
This evening, our tweenie, PD started barking, and we assumed he was barking at the squirrels in the large Live Oak trees in our back yard. I looked up to see Frank walking across the roof of our shed in the back yard, some 12 feet off the ground.
I grabbed a ladder and pulled him down. While wrapping the suspect tree with metal flashing, he climbed another tree, and was standing on a limb that was hanging over the roof.
I watched him jump on the roof, and was able to get him to walk over to me for his second rescue.
We've got flashing around all of our trees, and hope he is safe now. Still, I'm wondering if anyone has any "prettier" solutions. I thought about fencing, but Frank has already learned how to use his hind legs to climb over the baby gate like a ladder. If I use a fence, I'll need to find something with vertical slats only, and about three feet high.
This is especially scary for us, since we just lost Henry, after his second back injury at age 7.
This evening, our tweenie, PD started barking, and we assumed he was barking at the squirrels in the large Live Oak trees in our back yard. I looked up to see Frank walking across the roof of our shed in the back yard, some 12 feet off the ground.
I grabbed a ladder and pulled him down. While wrapping the suspect tree with metal flashing, he climbed another tree, and was standing on a limb that was hanging over the roof.

We've got flashing around all of our trees, and hope he is safe now. Still, I'm wondering if anyone has any "prettier" solutions. I thought about fencing, but Frank has already learned how to use his hind legs to climb over the baby gate like a ladder. If I use a fence, I'll need to find something with vertical slats only, and about three feet high.
This is especially scary for us, since we just lost Henry, after his second back injury at age 7.