One of the Neville kitties managed to print something at the main printer where Mr. Neville works, in Berkeley, from our apartment. I figure it’s only a matter of time before they figure out how to use our credit cards to order all kinds of cat toys.
My Luna does something similar if one of us takes a bath. She likes to watch the water drain out of the tub.
Sorry about the lack of pics. I just tried uploading one to flickr, but the site is giving me problems - I can upload okay but then when I try to click on the picture I get some gobbledygook about Explorer having a problem.
I think this is due to a sneak reconfiguration by my cats.
Will try again later.
Heh heh, wouldn’t I just love to do that. Unfortunately, I am really scared of electrocution, so spraying water in an area filled with electronic equipment, extension cords, electrical outlets and so forth is totally out for me.
Besides, I kinda like it when the cat sits on the desk and lays her chin on my wrists.
One day while I was pregnant, my sweet cat, instead of only leaving cat fur on the keyboard after napping, somehow managed to select my ultrasound picture and make it my desktop picture. He’s a keeper 
And you can’t take them back, 'cause they’re all covered in cat spit!
Obligatory pics:
Callie & computer
Nixie & computer
I keep a can of that compressed air next to the computer.
I didn’t buy it for the computer; I bought it to keep the cat out of the Christmas tree. It worked too. He hates the stuff. Normally, if he’s thinking about getting up on my desk, I just have to look at him and wiggle the can, and he vamooses. Once in a while, he needs to be zapped with it. From ten feet away; it doesn’t hurt him, he just hates the noise.
He pretty much leaves my desk alone, even when I’m gone. I can leave tempting things up there like hair ties, and he doesn’t bother them. He can be all the lovey he wants, just not in my office.
Well you did call her Pixel!
Okay, flickr (or my computer) is now cooperating:
Here are the indifferent, naughty cats having a little co-dependent grooming session, but that’s another story.
I know they look pretty innocent, but: observe the fact that the cream cat is sitting on top of what can only be a pile of work-related papers (it is), and the tail of the tabby cat is almost certainly thumping on the object you can’t see to the right of the pic…my keyboard.
Playing Civ III no less! Cat has good taste.
Our vet has a couple of cats that would take up residence in various parts of the office/reception area, but by far their favorite spot was on top of the computer monitors.
Recently, they transitioned to flat screens for their work stations, and it’s everything they can do to stop the cats from pushing the flat screens off the counter.
You guys are lucky. My cat is not as computer savvy with the keyboard as some of yours. The only thing she has done with the keyboard is throw-up on it, twice, in the last two years. So I no longer buy the neato-super-cool keyboards. I just stick with the $6.99 ones from wal-mart.
It’s a nuisance to have cat hair in your PC. It’s even worse when the hair is still attached to the cat.
TJ has typed “NO” into an instant-message window before. I was impressed. He’s also Googled for “mmmmmmmmmmm,” and various other interesting combinations. Xiao, on the other hand, just likes headbutting the monitor.
Cat typing detection software.
If you’re using a PC, at least. Unfortunately, they still don’t have a Mac version.
I swear my cat has learned to hold down the button my laser printer that will print a diagnostic sheet. I came home once and found about five of those sitting on top of my printer.
This worked so well with some cats I used to have that I could keep them out of a room by putting the spray bottle on the floor in the doorway. Heh.
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Yeah, you know, I tried this with my cat who was jumping onto the nightstand and knocking everything over. Somehow she just doesn’t care that she’s being soaked with a squirt gun anymore. So, on to the tazer…
-foxy
My cat Shaku loves the computer too. I can’t use the “sleep” button anymore, he’s worn it out, it stays pressed down now. He used to love to watch the computer flick on and off, and on and off ad nauseam (for me, anyway).
I am forever finding tons of windows open, and notices asking me whether I really want to delete such a program, or download such a file. I should teach him to type properly, and then I could sign him up for a messenger service and let him type away.
He is, however, frightened to death of the compressed air can. He does link it with me though, I couldn’t fool him long, so all I have to do is reach for the can and he runs away like any speed cliche you can think of.
One of our cats will check the answering machine for messages. This wouldn’t be so bad, if he’d just pass the messages on to the appropriate party! We know he does it because we’ve seen him do it.
Hah hah, the cat goes in one side and out the other! Does s/he walk through walls, too?
Hey, that was FUN – I clicked on the “sounds that annoy cats.” Both cats, naturally, were nearby. Here are the results:
(1) Harmonica – both cats looked momentarily scandalized, but quickly returned to their soporific state.
(2) Hiss – one paid no attention whatsoever, the other momentarily opened her eyes.
Oh well. It was worth a try.
