This Is A Safe Attachment, Trust Me
I clicked on the attachment to the e-mail. Next thing there were multiple windows opening and reopening again as fast as I closed them. The screen was pulsating with the speed of it but I didn't panic, just turned the computer off and went to make myself a cup of coffee. It was a shame that the cat got under my feet and hot coffee spilt on her, but I still didn't panic.
Rebooted, the computer seemed fine. But as I started typing a document a little dog strayed onto the screen.
"Woof," it went.
"Woof to you," I said, "go away."
"Won't," it said. I turned off the sound. I was not going to be dictated to by an animation.
"Be careful," said the cat, from her seat behind me.
I whirled round. The cat was curled up like a cinnamon whirl, apparently dead to the world. I turned back to the computer. The dog on the screen had started eating my text and spewing it out of its backside in a mangled heap of letters.
This was too much. I started banging the desk, remembering too late what this would do to my collarbone.
"Ow!" I yelled, as pain shot up my arm.
"You should be more careful," mewed the cat gleefully.
I'm thinking of selling the computer. Pen and paper have a safe track record, and no attachments with hidden secrets to trip you up. Perhaps I'd better ask the cat. She's offering opinions on everything now.