I wish I had less of an imagination sometimes - not always, just sometimes. There have been 'lost cat' notices around the last month or so. I always worry a little about the cat and the owners who will be going frantic. If it was the cute cat from around the back I may have had to frisk bear who was very keen, but it was a large black and white cat which I have never seen.
Yesterday I saw a notice in the local shop window for people to check their sheds. We don't have a shed as such, just a small space under the steps which used to be an outside toilet and which I convinced bear was home to a dragon. He was only little, but I managed to convince half the kids in the street as well. It kept them out of mischief. I hadn't been there in a while and it had been jammed when I went to put in the bulbs, but the cat has been missing a lot longer and I have popped in and out.
I tried to open the door. It was an epic fail. I couldn't budge the dratted thing. There was one small section of swollen wood that would not move. It had been jammed for ages, but I have heard of cats surviving for a long time in similar situations and there were always plenty of spiders for cat snacks. After ten minutes I went to look for the WD40. I couldn't find that anywhere. To be honest I wasn't entirely sure that we had some, and nowhere local sells it. I had another think. What if it was a dead cat in there? What if I had failed it?
There was still a sizeable gap at the top of the door so I squeezed in a generous dollop of washing up liquid and tried to ease it in with a thin knife. Then I pulled again. I kept pulling and pulling and was just about to give up when I noticed that the door had opened a tiny fraction. I am really glad no-one was watching as I was tugging away like a crazy lady and I was getting very stressed about the poor cat that may or may not be in there. Then the door flew open. I heaved a sigh of relief and looked around the two square metres of space. There was no cat.
Now I have trashed a load of spiders' webs, left a puddle smelling of citrus burst and the dratted door won't dratted shut. I'm still glad I looked.