It’s true, there I was pulling up my query that I’d been marinating for a few days–re-reading, re-tweaking, resting to read again. That day was the day–I’d done everything I could think of to personalize it, tighten it, make it shine, oh, except for that one line and this word and this one…

Right in the middle of changing a word, my foster kitty decided to attack. 

The swirling cursor of doom assured me that her pounce had hit the send button. Once the swirl’s hypnotic effect wore off, it took all of one second to realize that my query had been sent—mid-change and missing the rest of the sentence. 

At that point, I figured that all illusion of professionalism had tucked tail and fled, so sent another email explaining what the missing sentence should have said and, btw, my cat had sent the query. 

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