Monty Doing Some Tree Climbing

By Ruth (Monty’s Mom)

This is a short video of Monty doing some tree climbing, taken recently at six in the morning with my iPhone before I had to leave for work. Monty was begging to go outside using what I call his “starving baby kitten meow.” Since coming to live with me he has become very vocal, boldly demanding food or attention. But when he really wants something he meows like he did when he first came to live with me– a soft meow, almost inaudible, that gives the impression that he is too frightened and weak to manage anything louder.

So outside we go into the chilly morning, which must have felt very good to Monty. Since the weather has turned warm he has done very little tree climbing, but on that morning he went right to one of his favorite trees. I thought of filming him to see if I could capture his characteristic head first method of descent. He did not disappoint. During the winter he had been consistently climbing down rear paws first, all the way to the ground. I think this was because jumping out of the tree or running down head first caused his front paws to hit the snow with enough force to wedge snow between his toes, and he hates that. So all winter he climbed down backwards, as a cat should. He’s back to trying to do it like a squirrel now.

Monty in a Tree
Monty in a Tree. Photo by Ruth (Monty’s Mom).

Sometimes gravity will pull his back end into proper position, but often he just turns again to resume head first climbing. I thought he would learn to go backwards from gravity teaching him it was easier that way. Plus, his claws don’t grip the tree in the forward descent position. I think he does know how to climb down backwards, he just doesn’t want to. He is a stubborn cat and will continue to do things his own way, so long as it suits him.

I personally like the part of the video where he jumps up suddenly and exercises his claws on the tree. This is a good workout for the muscles of his shoulders and upper back. He needs those to be strong to protect him from the osteoarthritis he is at risk for with all the jumping out of trees he does. All those hard landings from jumping or racing down trees head first can take their toll. However, since he is a stubborn cat who does exactly what he wants, I have given up scolding him for his head first descents, but I do encourage him to exercise his claws on lots of trees. Sometimes I hold him in my arms next to various trees and he will reach out and dig his claws in just about every time. I like to place my hand on his little body as he does this and feel his muscles tightening, pulling against the resistance. This exercise is his best defense against repetitive stress injuries down the road from all the jumping out of trees he does.

Sometimes on PoC we seem to suggest that only declawed cats are at risk for osteoarthritis, and this is not true. Cats who like to jump down from heights a lot and cats who are overweight and/or inactive are also at risk. Encouraging these cats to exercise their front claws on a tree or tall scratching post is the best protection for their joints. Strong muscles around a joint give stability. Sadly, this type of exercise is exactly what declawed cats are deprived of.

Perhaps because I am a physical therapist assistant, I find myself thinking often of how to design something that could give declawed cats the ability to reach up and pull down against resistance. Most of my ideas have centered around something using hook and loop material, but the issue is how to attach this to the cat, since declawed paws are often painful. Perhaps something that would attach farther back around the limb, avoiding pressure on the paws, or perhaps the cat’s caretaker could gently hold, avoiding direct pressure on the paw, but encouraging the cat to pull back against gentle resistance, rewarding him with a little treat for doing so. Sometimes I simply stop these thoughts, because to design such a system or exercise program might in some small way legitimize declawing, since it would essentially remove one of the downsides for the cat, by restoring his ability to exercise the muscles of his shoulders and upper back.

Working in physical therapy must truly be a calling for me, since I think of Monty’s outside time almost in terms of a physical therapy session at times. I’m often doing my workout while he is out there. When I get more active, running wind sprints across the yard or going up and down the back porch steps, he will get more active too, racing across the yard, climbing up and down trees or exercising his claws near the base of a tree. Monty suggests what he would like to do at times, like asking to be taken outside, but quite often throughout the day he takes his cues from me. If I am sedentary, he sits quietly, if I am busy looking through papers, he will start exploring little nooks and crannies of a room as if he is looking for something too.

I wish I could climb the way he does. Having done a fair amount of tree climbing as a child, I know the pleasure of it, but no human could ever climb up a tree with the same ease as a cat. They are truly built for it, and I know Monty gets great pleasure from it. I thought readers of PoC might get pleasure from watching Monty enjoying himself. I know I do!”

Thanks for featuring Monty again!

Ruth and Monty

(who wants to go outside in the morning again– what have I started?)

23 thoughts on “Monty Doing Some Tree Climbing”

  1. Pastor is too protective of his cat to let him outside. He plays with him, certainly loves him– but once a cat is overweight he is going to be less playful. It’s probably harder to play when carrying extra weight. Probably? I know it is, being quite the fatty myself. But I know I have to exercise anyway, no matter how hard it is. A cat doesn’t know that. Pastor feeds Gideon dry cat food. I think it always comes down to that. Most of the overweight cats I know are fed exclusively or primarily dry food. An overweight cat at seven may turn into a rug. If I can keep Monty at a healthy weight and keep giving him outside time, he should stay active. I could tell Pastor about wet food being better and give him one of Monty’s squirrel tail toys for Gideon. (One of Jeff’s friends hunts and brings Monty squirrel tails.) A toy that seems so much like live prey (Monty loves them) and better food might make all the difference over time.

  2. I agree with Kattaddorra. But I am amused by the phrase:

    a cat will “turn into a rug” at about age seven

    I think seven is too young. However at a certain age, depending on the cat, he will be pretty static.

  3. Oh that’s not true Ruth! Our cats are almost 12 and they are far from rugs. If cats turn into rugs it’s through the neglect of their caretakers. If we don’t let them have some freedom, if we don’t pay them attention and play with them, then life is dull and they have nothing to do but watch the world go by, or sleep.
    Yes cats become less adventurous as they age but we certainly shouldn’t let them become rugs at any age at all.
    All our old cats have enjoyed their lives until their very last days because we have made sure that they did.

  4. My pastor says a cat will “turn into a rug” at about age seven. He seems to think this is a good thing. I hope Monty stays active and adventurous for a long, long time.

  5. Oops, I meant to say I passed him on the right. Well, whatever, it was horribly dangerous.

    When I was about 13 I climbed all the way to the top of this huge pine tree on a hill next to Lake Delton. The people who owned the land it was on had asked that my sister and I not climb the rocky points down the hill to the lake, but otherwise we could play there. Well, they never said anything about that tree. I got to the very top and stood up. The tree was swaying in the wind, but standing up there I could just see over the tops of the other trees, especially since there I was at the top of the ravine. My heart was pounding and I was shaking, but it was an incredible experience. So I understand the joy Monty gets from tree climbing. That tree was awesome. My sister and I would sit up there for hours, about half way up. I have some pictures, but they kind of turned green and faded over the years.

    Another thing I’d never do today, even if I physically could! I have climbed a couple of our back yard trees to rescue Monty, but I haven’t had to do that in a long time. He’s getting very good at getting himself down.

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