I am the proud, often astounded and generally amused slave/owner of a particularly odd siamese, commonly known as Chicken. (The name is another story best told another time.) Chicken has always shown a fondness for technology and a natural inclination when it comes to things bearing a lovely warm fan and gentle massaging soft-touch keys.

I am notoriously slack at closing Magpie (my laptop) and Chicken is notoriously good at taking full advantage of this fact and getting in some one-on-one Magpie time. There have been far too many times I have sat and stared blankly, completely flummoxed at what could possibly be wrong with Magpie (aside from the fact that she is running Vista, but we don’t say that out loud very often). I suspect Chicken might be sitting quietly chortling behind a svelte brown paw while I frantically toggle screens and hit buttons whilst steadily building up to a panic.

So it’s for those special times, when she pulls all the stops out, that this blog has been created. This is Chicken’s little platform to the outside world. Wouldn’t granny be so proud?

Chicken striking a pose