I've had cats for over 40 years. Not one piece of destroyed furniture, and never heard whining or crying to go outside. Give them something to scratch that they know they can scratch and like to scratch, and they'll scratch that and nothing else. Liter box? I use clumping liter and scoop it out daily. It's clean, never smells, I'm happy, the cat is happy.
Have you ever had a cat?
Guys I appreciate the concern but no I'm not concerned with furniture or litter. He litters inside whether he goes out or not, so that's a nonissue, and the furniture is old and easily replaced. The whining doesn't really bother me either. The reality is he's an explorer and even if I try to keep him in he'll find a way out eventually --- and if he's been kept in a long time when he does break out, I figure the chances are he's gonna roam further afield -- perhaps vertically -- to make up for lost time. Plus, putting all that energy and attention into keeping him in would in a way imprison ME. I like to go in and out at will as well.
I'm really counting on what BBD said - that when he gets hungry enough he'll come down, and after sending rescue personnel up there twice already, this is just something he's got to teach himself. Once he gets over this dilemma, if he doesn't have the sense to not climb again he'll at least have the experience of descending. And I watched him working on descent recently on a smaller tree.
I figure this is just one of the harder parts of being a pet owner (or parent); sooner or later baby bird has to be kicked out of the nest to learn to fly, so to speak. It's in his nature to roam and hunt, which he also does inside, which is what I pay him for. I'd rather keep true to his nature even if it means these hurdles. Nature can be a harsh mistress but She's just gonna have to take her course.
I'll tell ya, if he had a clear shot down and just JUMPED down, he'd walk away like nothing happened. Cats are tougher than SNOT. They are incredibly durable little critters. I highly doubt Hobbes will stay in that tree until he's dead. His instincts won't let him. So just wait him out, and hope an owl or other bird of prey or a better climbing cat like a Bob Cat doesn't get him before he decides sitting there isn't the smartest thing to do.
Yep, all of that ran through my head the last two times. There are definitely owls around these parts, and hawks in the daytime.
This time he does have a clear shot to some lower branches if he wants to take it in stages, one level at a time. He doesn't seem to have figured that out -- yet. Maybe I'll take a flip chart out there and diagram it for him. Like a football play.