I'm a writer because I have stage fright.
Yesterday, my dog decided to chew up my life’s work in a matter of minutes. Cattleya (my dog) stealthily picked up my flash drive while I was watching a movie and began to munch on the crunchy stick. Thankfully, I caught her in mid-consumption and was able to save her from swallowing anything harmful.
But I was mad.
I could hear my heartbeat in my ears mad.
But God was looking out for my puppy. I ran to the computer and stuck the flash drive in the USB port. I waited — and prayed — and after a few moments the computer recognized the flash drive and pulled up all of my work. Immediately, I saved everything I had onto the computer.
Then I ran out and bought two flash drives.
Thankfully they are no longer 2GB for $50 (the price of my original one). I then proceed to save all of my work onto the new flash drives. Then I emailed all of the most important work to myself.
Moral of the story? Back up your work. Because no one’s blood pressure should be that high.
In your spare time, give your dog a bone.
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