While drinking my morning coffee I put my laptop down on the stool and the cat decided to sit on the keyboard. Big gray kitty, mean kitty, bad kitty, the same one who ran away from home resulting in destroyed mailboxes and climbed on the roof requiring rescue by hunky fireman. Well, the hunky fireman part wasn't too bad, but that mailbox cost me a mint.
So I grabbed the cat to shoo her off the keyboard, but she decided she quite liked sitting there and wasn't in the mood to move. Couldn't budge her with one hand and it took both hands, plus the DH's help to get the evil kitty off the keyboard.
Now, this is not a small kitten. No, Bonnie Blue is almost seven years old and although she is quite light, she has a heavy footstep apparently.
Cat banished and coffee finished, I reached for my laptop. This is the same computer that contains copies of all my WIPs and completed manuscripts, so you will naturally realize I would be very upset if anything happened to it. I pulled my lapdesk into place, and slid my finger tip across the touchpad ready to begin my morning work. Nothing, nada, zelch the cursor blinked evilly at me from the center of the computer screen. You can imagine the choice words that fell from my mouth as I tried in vain to get the computer going.
I yelled for the DH, he's my computer guru. "Honey, the cat killed the laptop."
He came instantly and reached for the computer. Nothing he did would get the thing to move. He threatened the cat with bodily harm, then said, "Well, I promised you a new one for your birthday, what kind do you want?"
I reached for my precious laptop, all my files were on it! I tried to shut it down, but couldn't get the cursor to move to click the needed button. I tried using the arrow keys, but they only worked on certain screens and none were helping. I hit the power button and counted to ten, the dang thing went into suspend mode. When I hit the power button again it came back in the same shape without rebooting. Aaargh, this was so not good.
DH took the battery loose and killed the computer. Then we replaced the battery and restarted it. I hit the f2 key and tried to restore. It came up and still the cursor would not move.
Beginning to panic, I rebooted it by unhooking it from the power cord to make it shut down. Battery has been useless since it was a new notebook more than four years ago. Same result, with the exception that the cursor moved for a second while the puter was loading. Hummmmmm.
Put the laptop back on the stool, which was what started this entire nightmare and went to my old laptop where I googled touchpad not working.
The first thing that popped up, I kid you not, was the title Cat and touchpad. I quickly scanned the article. Seems that there are keys that will shut junk off. One of those being a command to disable the touchpad. Scrolling down I found the code the cat had used to sabotage my laptop and quickly restored the touchpad function. All this while the DH had gone to take the garbage to the dump. By the time he returned I was happily surfing and reading email. Oh, yes and working on the WIP.
Anyone need a spoiled, evil blue Russian Cat?