My mom was visiting for the holidays, and I found, much to my dismay, that her laptop has been running on the internet *completely unprotected!* And she uses IE!
So, she got a lecture from me, and I sent her links to install a few programs. I also told her very firmly what she'd been doing wrong, and why, and how to avoid it in the future.
Now she'll be using Firefox, and running Avast, Spybot and Ccleaner (all available for free thanks to the wonders of the 'net.) I also had her switch her gmail account over to https instead of http (and thanks to whomever it was who wrote about that here!!!)
I rather shudder to think of what she may have on her computer...
I've been really enjoying getting to read about everyone's adventures with cats. There's a parrot in the corner who wants to know why I keep laughing.
I have two cats, myself, both of them feral kitties that I taught to live indoors. Maggie, my little dilute tortie, got outside once, by accident. Of course, she immediately decided that she liked the free life much better, and to cat hell with what I wanted for her.
I, missing her terribly, removed entirely the screen from the window she'd squirmed her way out, and proceeded to spend every spare moment for two weeks camped by that window, feeding endless plates of sardines and tuna to the feral colony and every stray for several blocks in any direction. Sardines have a very penetrating scent, and will attract cats from quite a ways away, as well as imparting a delectable aroma to ones apartment.
Eventually, Maggie came to investigate. It took a combination of sardines, her favorite wet food, and a string dangled through the window for her to play with to get her to agree to come up onto the windowsill. She sniffed my hand, and the light of recognition dawned in her eyes. "Oh, you're the mommy human with the clever paws. Right."
And then she walked in, over the table by the window and rubbed her face on mine.
I closed the window, and to welcome her home, gave her a bath.
She's never left since, and those few trips outdoors, she's always come back when called. Seems she likes endless food, clean water, and all the scratches she can get. And really, who can blame her?
*Yes, I've taught both my kitties to come when called, and to take baths without ripping me to shreds. I can also trim their claws with no fuss. Both born feral, grew up feral, but now they live with me. It's a little known fact that I speak cat.
This makes me somewhat happy that I don't watch television. At least I get to avoid the horrible political ads, but I do kinda miss getting to throw things at the screen.
No, really, not everyone in Texas rides horses, votes Republican or thinks Bush hung the moon. "Big Bad John" sounds like a really scary toilet cleaner. I'm sure that's not what his advisers wanted from that ad, but there you go.
As for that button... Oh, my. That is so not representative of all the people who live here in Texas, but sadly, it does represent some of them. I want to smack people when they express those sorts of opinions/beliefs. If only corporeal punishment worked...
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