Cal.E.'s Korner

C.: Well, I suppose all is well with the universe. My kittens are training under the supervision of d.c. and my third husband (and second here on Earth ) the eight-time World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology cat fighting 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 T’s former BFF, cofounder with the Triple T Cartel, WACKO tag-team cat fighting partner and then chief rival for T’s WACKO championship belts and nemesis in real life and now best friend again after T beat him for the WACKO middleweight cat-fighting title and then woke him up

and gave him a delicious Planet of the Talking Cats Cat Treats. T won two treats and one meow-illion dollars

for beating The Original Triple T, Tom the Tabby

in their last cat fight) and they have all been on time for their jobs at The Kennel,

even Jodi.

T. and d.c. are strict with them but treat and feed them well. . I suppose T. asking d.c. to drive my kittens

out of Wayne Manor,

where we live, was the right thing to do for all concerned.

Additionally, Meow Z. Tongue

and I have been able to get along with each other lately. Meow has even invited my kittens, T., d.c. and me to have dinner with him and his human when she completes her farewell tour.

I hope d.c. is still alive when that happens!