. . . but Satan is down, its electronic innards seized up during one of its many evil fits–no doubt it passed out just from the sheer joy of making my online life as miserable as possible.
But it WILL submit, after I join forces with the Dell technician who sounds like Gandhi on speed to defeat it.
How have I managed to post this post, you ask? Well, it certainly wasn’t at work! And that’s all I have to say.
In the meantime, one of the four cats has blood in her urine–which one, we have no idea, as they don’t do us the courtesy of peeing in front of us. So while I’m on the phone with Dell, Fred will be trying to convince the cats to get into the carriers. He thinks he just needs to put some food in the back and they’ll walk right in “out of curiosity.” Sweet, isn’t it?