M.: Well, I don’t like this story so far, but please continue, d.c. Maybe it gets better as it goes along. d.: Okay, I will. A Strange Planet (continued) I ran as fast as I could through a green field. There were monsters more than one-hundred times my size occupying the green field, and I couldn’t tell if they were friendly, carnivorous, or inconsequential to my life on this planet. As I ran in my panicked state, a large brindle tom cat was stalking his prey in the lus

d.: I haven’t talked to Cal.E. in a few days. I had a major exam to take. Then, my electricity went out…in the middle of the test. Fortunately, Ace and his wife live just a couple of miles away, so I was able to finish the test (and pass it!) by taking it at his house. I hope Cal.E. has been doing what I asked her to do and kept the blog going by herself…I’d better call her and make sure of that (ring) Hello? Who is this!!! d. It’s me, Cal.E. I was just checking to see if you

C.: Meow Z. tongue, you are no longer the Supreme Ruler of the Cat Galaxy, and we are both on a different planet in a different solar system so, you have no power over me. Meow.: I know, Cal.E., but I need something to do. C.: Why? Did the kindly little old lady who adopted you on this planet die, and you ate her corpse? You didn’t did you? M.: No, I didn’t but I’m getting bored just sitting on her lap and purring. This is different from being the Supreme Ruler of a whol

C.: Well, that was a good concert last night, and the pay was good. I got this awesome shoe thrown up on the stage in appreciation of our music. I suppose caterwauling is appreciated in Southeast Texas. That’s a good thing, because the RoCKats, Ralph, my son and the RoCKats bass player…. I said BASS player and I have a few more dates to play in back allies in this area. Let’s see, the is Beaumont, so next we’ll play in the back allies behind the aesthetically pleasing fence

In Beaumont, Texas, Cal.E. and the RoCKats are missing their bass player …make that BASS player for their rehearsal for their concert in the back alley behind the Piggly Wiggly on Main Street, and his mother, Cal.E. is concerned C.: Ralph, where have you been? You missed our rehearsal for the RoCKats concert tonight. Ralph.: Yes, and I may miss the concert as well. C.: Why? R.: Our bandmate will give me a hard time about missing the rehearsal. Man, I don’t need that k

d.: Trey, you’re going to get married soon, so I want to give your wedding gift to you now, because it may be useful to you even before you get married. I call it fifteen rules to live your by. No. 15. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, but it’s really messy. So, when you go bird hunting, let the dogs pick up the birds. No. 14 When you come to a fork in the road, leave it alone. It may seem like a good idea to pick it up and remove it from the road, but you’ll be ob

d.: Well, Cal.E. is all packed up and ready to tour with her bass player son Ralph, make that BASS player, and her old band the RoCKats. I’m slammed with work and school, so we’ll see y’all tomorrow with another cat Ta(i)le here on Cal.E’s Korner.

Tux: Hi, d.c. thanks for your help yesterday. Cal.E. didn’t suspect a thing. When you brought over her cat toys and collars decorated with bling, she almost flipped. When I hand her a plane ticket to Paris, she got a lilt worried. Her fears were relieved, though, when I presented her with a new suitcase full of new clothes that was packed for her tour. She said that she needed to be in Baumont tomorrow to begin her tour with Ralph and the RoCKats, so she wasn’t sure that it

C.: I have a lot to do. It’s Valentine’s Day, and my third husband,)and second here on earth), Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, business partner with the Triple T Cartel and former World Association of Catfighting and Knowledge of Ornithology tag team cat fighting partner and now chief WACKO cat fighting rival and arch nemes

d.: (Ring) Hi, Trey, what’s going on? Trey: Dad, I need some advice… d.: About school? Trey: No, about tomorrow. d.: Oh, yes, it is an important day. Trey: Especially this year. d.: That’s true. I have a plan for tomorrow, though. Trey: maybe if you share it with me, I can get some ideas. d.: Sure. I plan to spoil her tonight. Feed her a good dinner, make sure that she gets plenty of rest, and make sure that her coat is nice and shiny. Trey: ??? d.: Well, T P

C.: (ring) Hi, d.c. I see that you have my third husband (and second here on this planet) Tucker tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat fighter formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, business partner with the Triple T Cartel, former World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology tag team cat fighting partner and now chief WACKO rival and arch nemesis, The Original Tri

d.: (ring) Cal.E., say it ain’t so C.: What now? d.: I just saw the interview with you r third husband, the now seven-time World Association of Cat Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, business partner with the Triple T Cartel and former WACKO tag-team partner and now chief WACKO rival an

d.; Well, I got hung up doing some paperwork yesterday and missed the rebroadcast of T and Tom’s championship cat fight. I did record it, though, and I’ve been careful not to read any news or listen to talk radio that is geared to cat fighting, or any kind of sport, just in case they were talking about the fight. Yes, here it is. I recorded it on channel 222222.22 at 12:01 a.m. on 2/9/2026. I’ll just have a hot beverage and watch the cat fight on my 100" tlevison screen, I r

d.: So, Cal.E., since the big cat fight has been put off until tomorrow, what are we going to talk about today? C.: Well, we could talk about betting sights for the big game, as well as the big cat fight. d.: Oh, Cal.E., you know I don’t bet on things I can’t control, which is most things…. C.: Yes, I know, but I found a website that is specifically geared to people your age (or older, if any of them are still alive). d.: So, what’s so special about this website? C.

C.: Well, the big event is tomorrow, d.c. d.: Yes, this will be an interesting Super Bowl. No one knows which team will play its best, and neither team has a national following like the other Texas team did during its glory days long ago. M C.: The SUPER BOWL?! I was talking about the World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology middle weight championship grudge match between my third husband. Tucker Tucker Two, a.ka. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The T

Okay, T, since you won the Knowledge of Ornithology contest, you get to decide if you will be introduced to the audience first or last. You also get your choice of corners to sit in between rounds. Tux: Well.. I’ll take the corner opposite the door. That way I’ll be the first one to see if we’re being raided by animal control I also think that being introduced last is an advantage because it is more intimidating than being introduced first. Very Well Later that same day… La

Hello and welcome to Buddy Bones Memorial Stadium Flying high overhead today is the Buddy Bones Drone, sponsored by ABC, or Animal Byproducts Conglomerate. And now, let’s meet the contestants for today’s event. In the black corner, standing two feet, two inches when standing on his hind legs, the six-time World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology heavy weight champion, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As the Tuxedo (who really n

C.: Well, d.c. hasn’t sent me a script for a few days, so I thought I would just wing it today. I suppose answering my fan mail could take up a few minutes, so here goes. Yes, no, maybe, if I feel like it, sometimes, always, never (knock knock knock) I wonder who that could be?Who is it? d.: It’s me, d.c., your best human friend and fellow blogger. C.: How do I know it’s really you? d.: Come on, Cal.E., it’s raining, as usual when I walk to Wayne Manor to talk to you. C.:

d.: this note from my friend, Cal.E.’s third husband, the six-time heavy weight World Association of Cat fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology champion of the World, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his former BFF, business associate with the Triple T Cartel, and former WACKO tag team partner and now chief rival for T.’s six championship b

C.: Oh, hi T. Puppy Katt. Who’s your new friend? d..: It’s the dog from down the street. T. Puppy walks by her house and barks “hello” almost every day. Finally, the dog’s human opened the gate and let T. Puppy play with her, so this is their second play date. C.: A home and home schedule, I suppose. Speaking of which, why are you out here with T. Puppy and her new friend? d.: Well, it’s like this, Cal.E. Do you remember the procedure I had done on my heart a couple of