Originally posted by covbob
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At that stage, we only had one length of ladder which the roofers had left in the doctor's yard, which wouldn't even reach a first floor window in these rather tall Victorian houses. So this had been manhandled up the fire escape in the doctor's yard, and then placed on the rail of that and spanning our yard, resting on the roof a few yards away from the cat, as close thereto as it would go. But the cat refused to walk across the sloping roof to it; something about that side of the roof seems to have spooked it, and it's steering clear of it as much as possible, even though that's the side it lives on
Then one of the neighbours managed to borrow another piece of ladder from an uncle who lives nearby. But they were different widths, so they wouldn't slide into each other. I made the mistake of mentioning that I used to be in the Scouts, whereupon I was pressed into service to lash the two pieces of ladder together, despite protesting that I hadn't lashed anything since I was about twelve.
The idea was to put it against the back of next door on the other side, as the cat had shown willingness to go to the edge of the roof there. I pointed out that we should perhaps take the two bits of ladder there before lashing them together, so we did that, and I set to work with an old clothes line that was lying about in one of the yards.
I can't say that lashing two bits of ladder together is a good idea, or at least not the way I did it. However, the ladder was long enough to be raised up and rested against the edge of the roof, though it bent alarmingly in the middle and seemed far from safe.
However, the cat lover who'd brought the second bit decided he was going up anyway; so my upstairs neighbour and I braced ourselves against it, trying to make sure it didn't slip, and expecting it to give way at any moment and deposit him on our heads, breaking everybody's necks in the process.
But it held, and he made it up to where he could reach over the edge of the roof. The cat, naturally, retreated back up the roof out of reach. He spent a few minutes making various entreaties, which it conspicuously ignored. Finally, he very cautiously started back down the ladder, whereupon the cat immediately came to the edge of the roof again. He tried going back up a step, and the cat backed off. So he gave up and, to everybody's relief, made it down safely.
The cat has come and sniffed around the top of the ladder multiple times, and could easily get down, but still seems suspicious of it. So we've all given up and retreated inside for now, to give it a chance to come down in peace.
Apparently the damn thing's been up there all last night and today, so why it doesn't just come down and go and get its dinner, I do not know
More on this story as we get it…
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