One evening last week, we arrived home and discovered that one of our three cats had been composing a long email to the Boston Public Library on my laptop. We couldn't identify the culprit. All three cats are equally good liars with deceptively innocent expressions.
Tonight we came home from a refreshing swim — thanks to a friend who lives in a ritzy condo building with a heated pool on Commonwealth Avenue — and discovered our male Persian, Snalbert, stepping with definite, if mysterious, intention on my laptop.
Believe it or not, he was installing a Firefox update. Through his efforts, I'm working in Firefox right now, although I usually prefer Safari because there are always too many updates to install every time I load Firefox. But my Firefox browser is up-to-date now, thanks to Snalbert. I am not making this up.
I was able to snap the perp after he left the scene, with tell-tale evidence clinging to his furry foot — a purple sticky from my desk:
As you can see, he wasn't thrilled to be caught purple-footed. But it's time he was mentioned on this blog, where I tend to obsess more about his sisters' illnesses than his feats of genius criminality. I checked my email to see if he'd sent any more correspondence to the library. If he did, he didn't use my account this time; I have no idea if he has his own Gmail account now.
Unfortunately, I'm back to blogging in Safari again, because Firefox wouldn't let me upload the photo. I can only assume that Snalbert installed some other special software to prevent me from discovering his activities.