Cats are great-keeps the place free from mice and warms my feet at night. Another preflight true story. Regularily had a faint petrol smell in the cockpit and put it down to over priming the engine at times Though it eventually was happening too often and had a look at the fuel system in the hanger-good idea at any time. No leaks and the lines were flexible. Leaks mostly occur where the hose clamp is squishing down at the connection. The plane had a mechanical fuel guage at the back seat wall which poked into the fuel tank. Moving my finger around the perimeter produced a whisp of fuel. No problem-tightened down the mounting screws but immediately a steady stream of fuel came running out. It ran down to the cockpit floor melting newly applied paint along the way, and there was no hole there for it to escape. At least I could have put a bucket underneath to catch it all. This is where your past life flashes in front of you, but no time for that. Used rags to mop up the mess but I had two tanks three quarter full. Had to prop open the fuel drains with a stick and some wedges and collect in plactic ice cream containers. The drains did not hold themselves open. This went on for eternity-mopping and throwing out buckets of fuel and there was no one else at the airfield. Thought of making a 200 foot dash to a grassed area but that was near where the Royal Flying Doctor plane parked when it came around. There was one guy in the club who smoked, and if he came around, I would not be around [and the hanger]. Eventually got everything cleaned up. If this happened in the air, the fibreglass plane could turn into a flaming metorite. Seen that as well with another pilot, but did not catch fire and landed safely