After hurricane Katrina, a young orange cat wandered up to Mr. P's house. The P family didn't make any effort to befriend this cat. (He has four young children and they live in the country. You can imagine the assortment of animals they have to begin with.)
A few days later, Mr. P got to work and looked under his truck and saw an orange paw hanging down from his tire well. He poked at it with a stick and it didn't move. Mr. P was really upset because he thought he'd killed the cat. It had apparently ridden under his truck at speeds upwards of 55 mpg, for about 20 miles. It eventually did crawl out, though, and was apparently unharmed.
Well, long story short, this kitten became Fred, our office cat. We operate out of a 60 year old metal shop that used to be a millwork business. Fred keeps the rats down. He's fixated with water. He drinks the drippings from the water cooler/dispenser, tries to turn on bathroom faucets and will drink out of the toilets if we don't keep the lids down. (even though he has a gallon water dispenser of his own)
A couple of days ago, I'd stepped away from my desk and when I cam back, Fred had dumped a glass of water over into my $60 ergo keyboard. I had bought this keyboard myself, so I was contemplating cat-icide.
When I got back to my desk, after gasping and being in shock for several seconds, I turned the computer off, unplugged the keyboard & turned it upside down. Water POURED out of it. I left it on a pile of paper towels to dry, upside down, overnight. When I tried it out the next day, I got nothing... Well, I got a lot of beeps and a weird AOpen menu, but no keyboard activity. I'm typing on this nasty flat keyboard temporarily.
There's no point to me sharing this. It's just a fun story from my day.
It didn't go all badly. Mr. C let me order a new Natural keyboard from Sam's that should be here in a week or so. (Though Mr. C would have allowed it, I couldn't make myself spend THIRTY SEVEN DOLLARS on express shipping.)
The thing is.... Fred was probably trying to drink out of my cup. I've watched in amusement as he's stuck his head into a vase on my desk trying to get water out of it. So, I'm left to wonder... how many times has he gotten water out of the cup on my desk and didn't knock it over so I never found out about.
Cassandra
What scares me more than a cat bite though is that now that I am a security guard what happens if I got a human bite.
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