>Leigh and I were talking on Skype. I was asking if she thought I would get out of my recent depressed mood, something I truly haven’t felt in years, if ever, and is honestly scaring me.
Her: You’re ok.
Me: Am not. Crying.
Her: But you will be okay.
Yes, you read that right. A cat came up on Skype. Leigh wasn’t typing. I wasn’t typing. A little, iconic cat with a pawing motion graced my computer screen for about 5 or 10 seconds.
Her: Whoa. I. Didn’t. Do that.
Me: Did you see that?
It was gone. No more cat.
Me: No more crying, though. Smiling.
Her: God has Skype?
Some googling quickly revealed that “paw-like activity” on the keyboard produces a temporary cat on the screen… as in, when craziness is happening on your keyboard, similar to that produced by a cat walking across the keys (Elsie does this frequently), Skype assumes it’s a cat and interprets the message accordingly.
Take it as a crazy coincidence or what have you, but Leigh and I think that God has Skype.