The Rooftop Rescue
"Mittens!" Jordan shouted, staring up at the roof. The orange cat sat near the chimney, meowing loudly.
Taylor came running from the backyard. "How did she get up there?"
"She must have climbed the tree and jumped," Jordan said. "But now she is too scared to come down."
The twins looked at each other. Their parents were at work, and Mittens sounded more and more frightened.
"I have an idea," Taylor said. "Remember how Mittens always comes when she hears the treat bag?"
Jordan nodded. "I will get the treats. You get the ladder from the garage."
Taylor dragged the ladder to the side of the house while Jordan shook the treat bag. Mittens perked up her ears but did not move.
"She is still too scared," Jordan said. "We need to go to her."
Taylor held the ladder steady while Jordan climbed up slowly. At the top, Jordan reached out a hand with a treat. Mittens sniffed, then stepped closer.
"Good girl," Jordan whispered, tucking the cat under one arm.
Back on the ground, the twins hugged Mittens tightly. Working together had saved the day.