Today man’s best friend let me down — my cat Sherlock barfed on my MacBook Pro keyboard. Technically it wasn’t even a real barf. Just bile. Kind of like a couple teaspoons of saliva — smelly, rotten, bubbly saliva if you must know. Bottom line, there wasn’t that much liquid.
I got mildly annoyed when I discovered said bile deposit and wiped off the keyboard with some Bounty towels as best as I could. Wiping it up seemed to anger the bile and it released some pretty nasty smells to communicate how upset it was that I was cleaning it up. I didn’t care… obviously. I just had to get back to work. To finish the A-1 clean-up job I decided to shoot some compressed air into the crevices of the keyboard to blow away any bile that I couldn’t reach with the paper towels. As anybody who knows anything about computers will tell you, nothing cleans a computer like compressed air.
Surprisingly, this did very little to actually “clean” the keyboard and when I pressed on the keys in the affected area I could still hear slooshing and bubbling. I decided to kick it up a notch and remove the keys to get under them and clean out the residual bile. This in turn released more unpleasant smells — kind of like sweaty feet dipped in rotten milk. My mood quickly went from optimistic to pissed off as I popped off nearly one third of the keys.
“Ok,” I thought to myself, “I’ll just get these little buggers rinsed off and dry off the keyboard and we’ll be back in business”. Turns out we didn’t get back in business quite so fast.
After letting the keys rinse and the machine dry off for a couple of hours I put the keys back on one by one and realized pretty quickly that basically all of them stopped working. Plus about 10 or so that I hadn’t removed. Turns out getting small amounts of bile into expensive electronics equipment can cause serious damage. I had no idea.
So, I’m left with an essentially non-functioning keyboard that I now have to get replaced. And because this is my primary work computer — and therefore a rather indispensable tool that I need to make a living — I have to somehow get this repair done without being left computer-less for very long.
And how did Sherlock react to this whole thing?
He feels terrible.