Cal.E.'s Korner
- markmiller323
- 8 minutes ago
- 2 min read

C.: Now that my third husband (and second here on Earth) The cat fight for the WACKO middleweight championship cat fighting crown ended in a draw. The present champion, 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, co-founder and business partner in the Triple t Cartel, one-time World Association of Cat Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology tag -team partner and now chief rival for his seven WACKO championship belts and now arch enemy, The Original Triple T, Tom the Tabby)

I have my vet appointment set up two weeks for her to look at my right front paw, I can chillax and take a bubble bath (ring) but not yet, I suppose.

“Hello, this is Calculating Einstein Katt. If you are a friend, leave a message. However, if you have reached this number in error, or you do not know me, or if you are someone or something that I have tried to cut all ties with, please hang up and never call this number again.

d.: Well, your new message makes a lot of sense, Cal.E. Call me when you can…
C.: Oh, hi, d.c. I knew it was you from my caller i.d., so I wanted to get in front of this and tell you how sorry I am that I haven’t been writing our blog the last two weeks. I know you are busy with your new job, so I want to apologize for being derelict in my duties…
d.: Cal.E., I don’t know what you’re talking about. The last two weeks have been great! You and Meow Z. Tongue

arguing, T and Tom facing off to see who will be the next World Association of Cat-fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology middleweight champion of the world

and Joe Groan commenting on the cat fight have driven our numbers way up!

I might just want to step back and concentrate on writing my manuscripts and doing my new nursing job. You did such a good job that I think you may be able to fly solo.
C.: Solo?

d.: Not Han Solo, I mena that you could just write the blog every day, seven days a week, three-hundred-sixty-five days a year; year after year after year…

C.: (Heavy sigh) Then I suppose I should get started on tomorrow’s blog, so that’s the end of this cat ta(i)le.

Please join us next time for another edition of Cal.E.’s Korner.
(I will get started on whatever it was that I’m supposed to do right after I take my bubble bath and chillax).



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