Yesterday morning I had to take Poussey back for her Post-op check up number one (there's another one scheduled for next Monday). I can see how his is important in some cases, but both her and Boo have been right as rain ever since they cam back home. She's not been fussing with her stitches and has been full of beans since she got back. Well after 24 hours of being back, I think it's fair to say she was a bit woozy for the first day.
However, it was a mighty wrestle to get her in the cat carrier. Squealing, forcing her way out, and running away under the bed. She then howled all the way there, and all the way back.
Gel said that when I left the house Boo was very concerned that she'd gone. Very confused. When she got back there was a bit of hissing. Whether it was that he was pissed that she'd gone without him, or that she smelled a bit of the vets we'll never know. He's not saying.
Before we got Boo and Poussey the cat timeline was (in reverse order of decline) Pouncer Elizabeth Crawford, Apple Griffiths and Mac Griffiths. Mac, or Maccie (Macky? Mackie?) as we preferred to call him, was a completely white cat and as gormless as they come. Incredibly good natured, but without thought passing through that cranium. When I was a kid we lived in Nairobi and had another cat, Willy, and my recollection of him was that he was a few sandwiches short of a picnic too.
It's always dangerous to project the emotions and memories of old pets onto new ones, but I can't help think that Boo seems to be the next in a long line of thoroughly nice, but dim, cats. I'm the common denominator here. I wonder if that's something I should be concerned about....
Anyway, I'm always happy to put pictures of the cats in my blog, on the slightest pretext. Look at him. The lights are on, but no one is home....
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The midday portion of the day yesterday was taken up with a delivery of another sort. Just before Christmas there was an accident in our house in which a glass of pineapple juice was spilled onto a laptop. Not an unusual incident across this great nation of ours.
I reported the accident to our (new) insurance company and, when requested, sent the device off for analysis - repair or replace? This was before Christmas and we are only just close to a conclusion.
The insurance company employ a third party to look after "tech" things and this company reported back that the laptop hadn't been used since 18th Sept. This confused the hell out of me since the laptop belongs to Pheebs and I know full well that she'd been using it all the time up until the accident. Had there been a problem before then, she'd have come straight to me. Can you imagine a teenager not using a laptop for three months?
What I did know was that the last time I'd logged on was in mid-late September when I upgraded the RAM to 16Gb, so I could see where the mistake was being made as I'd provided my login details to allow them to access the machine.
After much to-ing and fro-ing with me (bearing in mind I've been using Apple products for nearly 25 years, and I work in IT, so I had plenty of advice to offer) the third party decided they couldn't find any evidence and returned the laptop to me.
Yesterday I took the laptop to an Apple Authorised Reseller in Media City called Jigsaw24 and within a couple of hours provided me with a report showing the computer had been used up until the accident.
Let's see how the insurance company respond to this.
If you have an Apple product, or want to buy one, I'd happily recommend Jigsaw24. They are based in a building called The Greenhouse near Booths. It's a building full of small office spaces designed for startup companies. More beardy blokes in check shirts than you can shake a stick at.
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Very exciting edition of University Challenge yesterday. Watch it on catch up and see two teams, both with an average age of 19, battling mightily.
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
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Pouncer wasn't dim x
No, I wasn't suggesting he was. It's the Willy --> Maccie --> Boo line I was following
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