Mickey the Kitty

Our kitty used one of her "9" lives today. Bob called lastnight and said he could hear a cat in the feed wagon, well we looked in the feed wagon and nothing. Later in the day Doug found her in the grinder mixer in the shed, we just were looking in the wrong place. So, Doug hooked the tractor up to the mixer and pulled it out. Mickey was stuck in a 6" tube with an elbow. It has a fluted top that gets bigger. Doug and Cassidy tried to get her to grab an old sheet I gave them, but they couldn't get her. When I got there they were both headed to the shop to get tools to take the mixer apart. I started talking to her and she was all but screaming back, so I decided to climb up on top with the flashlight and have a look. When I shined the light in and called "kitty, kitty" she would jump up enough that I could see her paws. By this time Doug and Cassidy came back and they threw me up the sheet and I ripped it into a strip and tied a knot in the end and I run it down the tube. Mick grabbed the sheet and I pulled her out. She was one happy kitty. She came to the house for a bowl of cream and cat food. We have no idea how long she was down there, she comes and goes, so we don't pay much attention.