*Fopr my cat, to the tune of “Felix the cat”*
Kearen the fat, the horrible horrible cat.
Whenever she gets in a snit, she bites an’ claws an’ whirls a bit.
Needless to say, I don’t get past the second part without Kearen Cat glaring and me with THAT look that says, “Just burst into flames, servant.”
I’m here. Between the modem and the allergies, I was pretty much down for the count yesterday.
The allergies are finally clearing up, which is good, because I hate coughing. The cough is less frequent and loosening up a bit but I still feel like someone hit me in the chest with a baseball bat. And of course, I lost my voice.
I unstalled a program and that seemed to take care of the problem with the modem.
So for what it’s worth, I’m back!