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Boy, do I feel like an ass. My sweet little Pestilence kitty just knocked over a cup full of ice water at my desk. When I got up and went into the kitchen, I actually thought about taking the cup with me as I normally do, but I decided not to. When my little Pesty cat got up to follow me into the kitchen, he knocked it over right on to my keyboard.
Now, I have a keyboard condom, so I was quite certain that no damage would be suffered by my computer, but as water poured over the keyboard and down to the floor, all I could think about was how much of a pain it would be to clean it all up and i yelled at my poor kitty and snatched him up.
Then I realized what I was doing and gently set him down in the kitchen. I'm virtually certain that he is deaf these days, but still I shouldn't yell at my kitty. He's been my pal for nineteen years, after all, and it's not his fault that he isn't as agile as he used to be. So I picked him up and cuddled him and scritched him and told him I was sorry... I think he's forgiven me.
Now I have to clean up. Ugh... I'm certain water has pooled up under the plastic floor protector thing. Bleargh...
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