Cal.e.'s Korner

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 nemesis whom he owes a rematch to within the next three months to fight for the middle weight WACKO cat fighting belt,

the cat who formerly held this belt but was overweight

for his Texas Cage Grudge WACKO Cat fighting middle weight match that T  won and now holds as a result of his win in that match,, The Original Triple T, Tom the Tabby)

is a hopeless romantic. He must have been shot with cupid's arrow

as a mere kitten

so I’m sure he has something planned for tonight. Maybe dancing , both.

or a fancy meal, or both

He is doing a very good job of keeping it under wraps, though, which is unfortunate.

If I knew what T wanted to do tonight, I could begin to pack for my tour with the RoCKats,

and my son, Ralph, the bass player

…BASS player.

I could also start Tom’s training program for his grudge match with T.

Hmm… maybe I could hint a little and get some information. I’ll just go down to the basement of Wayne Manor where T trains and see if I can get some information about tonight….after I take a cat nap

Later that same day

C.: Bazinga!!

T., Honey, I know that you like to surprise me, and it’s usually wonderful when you do. However, I do have some plans that I need to make, so if you could just give me a hint as to what you have planned for tonight, I can adjust my schedule.

Tux.: Oh, hi, Cal.E., I didn’t see you come in because I was busy working on the speed bag, pretending it was Tom’s head. Did you say something?

C.: Well, yes. What did you have planned for tonight?

Tux.: OH, the usual. I’m going to eat a healthy dinner

and then watch the tape of mine and Tom’s last cat fight. I must be losing some of the power in my front paws because I just couldn’t knock him out no matter how hard I tried.

d.c.

is going to come over, and I going to put the fight on my large screen television.

Maybe he can see something I didn’t see the one-hundred times I watched that cat fight.

C.: So, all this time, you’ve been in the basement of Wayne Manor

training and watching tape, not planning something special for tonight?

Tux. Oh, thanks Cal.E., I almost forgot. d.c. likes smoked salmon, not raw like you and I do. Thanks for reminding me.

C.: And you have nothing else planned?

Tux.: Should I?

d.; I think it best that we end this blog at this point to avoid being censored. So, that’s the end of this cat ta(i)le.

Please join us tomorrow for another edition of Cal.E.’s Korner.