I was programming a large dataase when a cat and a rat came up and decided to dance on the keyboard of my laptop. They damaged my laptop quite heavily (scratched screen and Blue Screen of Death)
Here's the problem. I'm a programmer, ok? I breath with my computer. Computer is my weapon. I lose my freelance job if I lose my computer. Backing up data is not as easy as Dropbox. Not with code. The infrastructure of dropbox is not suitable with programming.
I don't want a stupid cat makes me stop eating. I am already losing money from the scratched screen & Blue Screen of Death. Thus the extreme call.
"The debate on whether short multi postings or a long wall of post is good or not is like a debate on gun control--we would never understand each other and we have to make peace with it." -Realeo
She decided one of the rooms blocked was a Poop room.
Having to clean cat poo off carpet is not very fun.
Holder of the Longest Continuous Weekly Mafiascum Post Record. 1 July 2012 - 16 Feb 2023
*It may be held by someone else if you discount the major downtime in 2012 and 2014, I'm not doing the research.
I'm pretty sure Realeo is lying. I'll give him that SVN or GitHub are more likely places than Dropbox to be uploading code to, but from a data standpoint, there should be no reason for Dropbox to discriminate between source code and other kinds of files. So no.
Cheery Dog's and Kari's are plausible, but I want to look at the other two answers before I pass judgment on them.
Cheery Dog, Kari, piegirln, Realeo, and Save The Dragons: What did your cat do to drive you to do that?
our living room contains a bunch of expensive furniture and other expensive sort-of things like figurines, urns, and just generally really delicate decorative things (among these items is a 2d LEGO mushroom pixel art I made which exactly replicates the mushroom from SMB3, but that is neither expensive nor delicate and beside the point). obviously, we ran into issues with her jumping up and knocking things over and scratching the furniture. the living room is not separated by a door and we were not going to put one in, so we took a bunch of boxes full of shit we had stored in our garage and barricaded the hallway. it has been pretty much a success, though occasionally the cat will attempt to climb the wall of boxes hoping to get through it somehow. <_>
When my cat Scout died at around 5 years, we thought our other cat would be lonely, especially when we were all asleep. So we decided to get Smoky. She seemed very quiet docile. We brought Smoky home.
The two started attacking each other. Hissing, scratching, the whole thing. We'd never seen Quake so mad, nor did Smoky give any indication otherwise that she had any fight in her.
Our living room and kitchen had sliding doors, so I suggested we keep them separate. When Quake broke the door, I suggested we wedge a piece of cardboard in it when we went to sleep at night so she wouldn't escape and harass Smoky.
The doorway into the lounge is blocked off with a couple of child fence things and the kitchen door is tried to remember to be shut.
It's still possible to get into the lounge through two baby gates off the kitchen. I may have extended the stuff for that identity.
I was actually in there yesterday because i wanted to get the woodfire going, the cat snuck through, but thankfully she didn't do any toileting there.
Holder of the Longest Continuous Weekly Mafiascum Post Record. 1 July 2012 - 16 Feb 2023
*It may be held by someone else if you discount the major downtime in 2012 and 2014, I'm not doing the research.
My cats are actually well-behaved kitties. They USED to scratch the shit out of everything, but my mom had them declawed (not my choice; I even tried to convince her not to). They still like getting into everything.
I was really young, visiting New York. We were in the train tunnel when the power went out. I couldn't see a damn thing. I was scared. My mom was standing right next to me in the aisle, and I was seated next to a stranger. I put my feet on my seat, bringing my knees towards me to kind of tuck into a ball but when I tried to place my hands on my knees, I momentarily, accidentally groped her. She screamed, I apologized a dozen times, and my mom eventually grabbed me and relocated us to a different part of the train. Really embassaring.
I was standing on a train. It was busy. I mean, busy like a typical Tokyo train--fucking busy. While looking up, I looked for my pocket to check if my wallet is still there. Apparently, my hand is so off that I went to another person instead.
Follows 4 hours of interrogation of me being gay.
"The debate on whether short multi postings or a long wall of post is good or not is like a debate on gun control--we would never understand each other and we have to make peace with it." -Realeo
In post 0, KittyMo wrote:If a question is uncomfortable for a stranger to answer, a stranger may post (or PM the mod) some variation of "Decline to answer." The question will be refunded to the contestant.
Invoking the above. Whether or not it's mine is up to you, as I would have done this regardless.