Your grandma was practically the defintion of crazy cat lady. She had about 20 cats — you never really kept count since you didn’t speak to her often — and you weren’t even sure how she was able to have that many.

Recently, she went to visit her sick sister in the hospital and asked you to watch her cats since you lived about an hour away while the rest of your family lived in different states.

When you were trying to take out the trash, one cat ran out and then the rest followed suit. They then climbed up a huge tree that your grandma had in her backyard.

It wasn’t your proudest moment to call 911, but you sure as hell weren’t going to try and climb up at get them down yourself when the cats hated your guts.

You soon heard the sound of a siren and three other people climb out of the firetruck.

“Hey, are you the one with the cats up the tree?” The older one, presumably the captain, questioned.