How do I win the battle of the keyboard? Advice from cat-owning writers needed
Murphy is my new flatmate and we get on very well but one for thing…he thinks the keyboard is his natural home.
It is a place to stretch and show off his fine physique, his elastic body reaching all the way from caps lock on the left hand side to PagUp on the right. It is a perch where he can sit tall and proud watching the sea gulls squabbling in the street outside and the computer’s screen is a toy that responds to every paw movement and swoosh of his majestic tail. More often, however, it is a simple refuge, a place where he can rest his weary head.
But only when I am attempting to write…If I am absent from the computer so is Murphy. He has no interest in it unless I’m staring intently at the screen with my hands extended over the keyboard. Once that happens he is interested in nothing else.
I have tried bribery and stern words. He smacks his lips with he sees the treat box coming out and purrs when I say No! Direct action (picking him up and depositing him on the floor) is a new game to play. Every day we eventually come to an uneasy truce only to continue the battle the next morning.
He turns on Caps Lock at inappropriate moments; adds words to emails, fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff is a favourite; changes the size of the screen and, on one memorable occasion, added a 7th person to a private facebook group.
Discovering how to switch off the touch screen facility has helped, of course, but he still obscures the screen and naps on the keyboard. He is reading this as I type, intrigued by the way small black lines appear on the scree