It all started innocently enough as I was meowchatting with my feline friends on the computer. A chap named Rhatt Butler had just entered the room. I had the distinct feeling that I'd heard this odd name before.

Before I could continue to ponder the imponderable a huge green flash blinded me and the room started to spin madly about me! ..Or perhaps that should be the other way around?

When things finally settled down I was confronted with the blue screen of death. And no powers on Earth could seem to purrrsuade my computer to re-boot.

I ran the most thorough check on my hard drive imaginable. But, I could find nothing that would cause this mysterious system failure. I did notice however small traces of green powder around the modem, however. Must have been crumbs from something disgusting my human ate.

Still, the computer remained as dead as last Sunday's sermon. Sadly I faced the fact that until I could dial a nerd, I'd have to do without meowchat. Life without my feline friends - what a wretched existance.