It works again, or a little cat and mouse.

I've resurrected that poor computer many times now. Turns out this time was not a big deal. Bad power cord.

So the deal with the cat is...
I'm at the computer, and the wife is nearby talking to me. I turn to look at her and the big fat brown cat jumps up on the desk. I don't mind cats but I won't let them monopolize my time by sitting in front of me at the computer. I pick up the cat. The cat's stern is facing the monitor. I put the cat on the floor and turn around to notice a smell... Shit. The smell and the expletive. Apparently the cat had an icky belly, as we say, and when I squeezed her... well you get the idea. I spent several hours cleaning. New keyboard. The mouse got away unscathed, ironically.