Cal.E.'s Korner

“The more I know about people, the more I prefer the company of my dogs and polo ponies,” Al said.

d.c. scot

C.: Well, d.c. hasn’t called me yet, but (ring) “Hello, yes, this is she. However, I cannot come to the phone at the present time, so please leave a message after the meow (meow). okay, d.c., this isn’t my voicemail. You got me. What do you want to talk about today?

d.: Work.

C.: Okay, what about it?

d.: What’s going on there?

C.: Well, when I was filling in for Ralph at The Kennel (which seems to happen a lot for a beautiful calico cat who is married to a successful meow-millionaire), I had a chance to talk to the cluster Major. His name is Major Disaster. He’s not the most coordinated person in the universe, so he kept tripping over my cleaning supplies and causing a ruckus. It was bad that Waren Gordon, the head dude in the cluster had to take over that job while Major Disaster went to the hospital and had his twisted ankles casted. But it was Saturday, and Warden Gorden is a Mormon,  and Saturday is their Sabbath, so he excused himself and went to church services. That left Lieutenant Lucky in charge, but his first name must be “Un.” Everything in the world happened under his leadership. Inmates started fighting, nurses and providers caught a virus, and Yours Truly almost got stepped on. It was not a good day to be there. Did you enjoy your little vacation?

C.: Yes, my “vacation,” as you call it, was busy. I went to a friend’s house to help him build a fence around his back yard, then I went and helped my aunt settle her estate, because she is getting forgetful and wants to get that taken care of before she loses her memory.  Then, my brother and I went to take care of my dad. Then, I took Eudora’s car and had it washed, waxed, and detailed. After that, I self-edited some of my latest manuscript. It was very relaxing.

C.: Good, glad to hear it. Since you’re now so relaxed from taking your vacation, could you be a dear and do me a solid?

d.: What’s that, Cal.E.?

C.: Well, T and my three and three-eighths wedding anniversary is coming up, and that’s a big one for married cats. So, could you please write the blog solo for the next six months so we can celebrate it in style?

C.: …Well, that’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.