Call a priest.
A cat climbed a tree and went up to the top. The owners were told to put food and water at the base of the tree. They were told that the cat would get hungry and would come down on it's own. Two days went by and the food and water remained untouched. So they called the fire department to see if they could get the cat down. The tallest lader went up but fell 20 feet short. The cat didn't budge. 2 more days went by and still no luck. They called and called for another couple days. 6 days now and the cat was looking feeble. With nothing left to do they figured they might as call the priest to pray for the cat to come down. Another 2 days... By now, a large crowd had formed a vigil and TV crews had shown up. The cat's owners figured the cat would die up there and fall down. It was desperate. But the priest had an idea... he went up to the base of the tree, looked up at the cat and swung his right hand across horizontally then vertically in the sign of the holy cross. You could hear a pin drop at the morose scene during this vigil. Then, just like that, the cat calmly came down, scratched behind his ear and cuddled into the owners arms. Some people screamed "A miracle! A miracle!" People and TV cameras swarmed around the priest... They asked him, "what did you say in that prayer?"
The priest shrugged his shoulders and repeated his hand motion, "I told the cat, if you don't come down, we're gonna cut the tree"