I almost lost another keyboard last night to salt water, but I seemed to have managed to rescue it.
Thena amuses me; she’ll sit on my computer desk, and if she sees my mouse on the keyboard tray, even slightly, she’ll smack it so that it goes flying back under the desktop, usually far enough so that it lands on the CPU underneath. Then she settles down and either bites me or goes to sleep on the top of the desk. Nutjob.
It’s my BIRTHDAY!
More updates later when my work mouse doesn’t hate life, and as a result, me.