The dog ate my e-books. All of them.
Actually it wasn't my dog that ate them, but a pair of Rhodesian Ridgebacks at our local park. MacGregor and I were playing fetch when I made the mistake of leaving my Kindle--encased in a new, apple-green leather case--on the bench. When I turned around, the Kindle was Ridgeback road kill.
Ridgebacks were traditionally used to hunt lions in Africa. Turns out, they also have a taste for leather and digital literature. My Kindle looked okay when I extracted it from their dripping fangs, but they must have snapped its little e-spine. It was a goner.
Back when I bought the Kindle and started downloading books, I gave passing consideration to the idea of losing an entire library in one fell swoop. Now that it's happened, I'm going to find out whether I can restore the whole library on another device. I'm sure there's some e-magical way to do that, but this entire experience has left me shaken. For one thing, I don't want to shell out money for another reader. Plus you never know when solar flares or another pack of wolf hounds will start messin' with your pixels.
Or maybe this time I'll go for broke. Get an iPad, maybe--but only if it comes with an insurance policy. Preferably one with compound interest.
Did you ever have disaster befall your e-reader? Did you lose any books?
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