You’d never guess that this was the office of an internet company that acted as a free information source for pet owners, that dispensed veterinary medicines and sold animal health supplements, accessories, feed additives, toys, that we lived and breathed animals pretty much 24 hours a day…
You could only maybe tell by the work experience visitors that we have.
Bruno of course was the lord and master, but in recent days we’ve had Luna the labrador sitting and shaking under the desk, Wilbur the dachshund chasing his football anytime anyone cared to watch him, Cholmondley the extremely scruffy minature schanuzer (erstwhile house companion to Prometheus the cat) wandering around and looking at the door without raising enough impetus to try to escape and now today it’s the turn of Meg and Penny the Jack Russells.
Food bowls, water bowls and toys litter the floor. Each time the doorbell rings, a head is raised in the folorn hope that this might represent a walking opportunity. Realising that another delivery coming in is unlikely to involve them going to the park, sleep intervenes…
But we did have one major internet drama today when our internet provider shut us down because one of the computers had started sending out huge volumes of spam. Leah had noticed it apparently chattering to itself just yesterday but we’d been distracted by other events and ended up not doing anything about it.
When everything was shut down as a security precaution, we set about the appropriate scans, checks tests, cleanups etc.
Hours later, having followed the official protocol, trojan horses were identified on one of the laptops. 13 of them. That must make nearly a squadron.
The only problem was the frightfully clever anti-nasty software we were running resolutely refused to do anything about them.
Izzy quietly suggested that maybe she should run ’some anti-trojan horse software’ she had. BANG SPLAT WHOOSH.
All gone. Seemed a bit weird for a moment that this animal health internet company had to go out and shoot a bunch of horses, but we consoled ourselves with images from Monty Python and the Holy Grail / Spamalot with the Trojan rabbit.
Nothing against rabbits, of course..
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