Cal.E.'s Korner

d.: Well, Cal.E. was supposed to call me to wright our blog about this time, today, but she hasn’t called me yet. I suppose I should call her and see what’s going on. (ring, ring, ring).

“You have reached the number you have dialed. If this doesn't sound like who you want to talk to, you probably dialed the wrong number. If that is the case, then please hang up and LEARN HOW TO DIAL A PHONE!” Otherwise, you may leave a message for Calculating Einstein Katt at the beep. Beep.

d.: Cal.E, it’s me, d.c., your best human friend and partner in writing our blog. Please call me back as soon as possible. Thank you and have a good, no, exceptionally good, no momentous day.”

Much later that same day….

d.: (ring). Oh, hi, Cal.E. thanks for calling me back so…much.

C.: I’m sorry I couldn’t answer the phone, d.c., but my husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The (former) 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 tag-team WACKO cat fighting partner, BFF and business partner, Tom the Tabby), the six-time World Association of Cat Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology cat fighting champion of the world, has taken up a new hobby, and he wanted be to join him.

d.: …zzz, oh, sorry, I dozed off while you were saying that. What hobby has T taken up that he wants you to participate in with him?

C.:  Well, after watching some old Chevy Chase

- Bill Murray movie, it inspired him to go buy a set of clubs.

He then said that he wanted us to “hit the links.”  I thought he was going to use them to kill a pig and make sausage, so I said yes.

However, he took me to this large pasture with no cows, goats, sheep, pigs or horses.

d.: So, he took you to a golf course.

C.: Yes (Fore). Five!

 (Duck, duck) Goose!

Man, that golf ball almost hit me. Why didn’t someone warn me?

d.: I think someone was trying to do that. Anyway, how do cats play golf, since y’all don’t have opposable thumbs?

C.: Poorly. T did break one hundred today, but we’re playing the back nine, now. It’s no telling how long this will take, but T says he’s only in it for the exercise.

d.: Yes, golf requires  lot of walking, unless y’all are using a golf cart.

C.: I am, T is not. He wants to walk, so I just drive the golf cart that has his clubs in it. He’s about to hit his second shot on the eleventh hole. Here, I’ll put him on facetime.

Tux: It looks like about a one-hundred-and-fifty-yard shot. He’s going to use a three iron to hit it with…it’s a Cinderella story for this young cat from Houston. He’s worked his way up the leader board… here's his shot...it’s in the hole! I don’t believe it!  It’s in the hole! The crowd is going wild!

C.: I suppose that’s where that ball went because I don’t see it anywhere.

d.: Check out of bounds.

C.: Found it. Now T can take a one-stroke penalty and keep playing this hole, but that may take a while.

d.: So, that’s all the time we have for today, folks. so that's the end of today's blog post.

Please join us tomorrow for another cat tail(e) right here on Cal.E.’s Korner