For the last three years I’ve suspected that my household pets—two tortoise shell tabbies and a largish Chihuahua—have been using my computer and telecommunications equipment for their own purposes. The first sign were electronic cookies from feline and canine social networking sites. Then came the packages addressed to my pets, and last year there was the matter of the fluffy dog bed that UPS delivered.
I felt my suspicions had been validated when some catnip scented treats and anchovy chips arrived here addressed to my oldest cat.
I had finally caught her red pawed and demanded an answer from her.
She showed me her butt, walked away and threw a haughty “Meow” my way.
But there have been more obvious signs that my pets have been accessing the secret kitty and doggy Internets while I’m out of the house. The first of these were small muddy paw prints on my keyboard and the chair in my office. There was also the matter of the missing jelly donut that I had placed on a plate on my desk.
I finally had a conversation with the pets about their use of my computers when I’m not home.
Two days after our frank talk a package arrived..
Roses in a box addressed to me. A card was in the box celebrating the formation of a new pack. The card was signed “Love and licks, Perro!”
“Aha!” I had the proof I finally needed to show others that my dog had been buying stuff on the doggy Internet using my unattended computer.
I just don’t have the heart to scold Perro for remembering that I adopted him and joined his pack three years ago on November 1, 2003, my first year here on my little mountaintop in rural northern San Diego County—Jim Forbes on November 2, 2006 with an 11-pound outrageously criminal Chihuahua curled up at my feet.
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