Cal.E.'s Korner

C.: d.c., I’m in trouble.

d.: Why is that, my fine female feline friend?

C.: Because my third husband, 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, holder of championship belts in five different heavy weight categories of Cat Fighting, wants me to get my nails done.

d.: Why is that a problem, Cal.E.?

C.: Because they may be repossessed if I get them filed and painted.

d.: Explain, please.

C.: Well, when I first came to Earth, I wasn’t familiar with how gravity worked on this planet. I jumped off the refrigerator and felt myself falling, so I dug my claws into the kitchen island. I dug into the countertop so hard that Mom and Dad had to call a special vet. to come out and unstick me.

d.: Okay.

C.: Well, he had to declaw me to do that, because I had sunk my claws into the countertop so far.

d.: And?

C.: Well, after that, I felt strange without my claws, so I had some artificial ones made. Back then, I wasn’t married to a meowoinnare, so I didn’t finish all 377 payments for my artificial nails. I’m afraid if I get my nails done and they recognize me, they’ll make me pay the 376 payments I still owe them, plus interest.

d.: Can't you just tell T what happened and ask him to pay for your claws?

C.: I would, but T’s always complimenting me on my claws, and how pretty they are, so I don’t want to dissolution him. Lately, though, he’s been saying that he wants me to get them treated because they look a little worn. I don’t know what to do, unless…

d.: That’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.

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