C.: Well, I’m on a different planet in a galaxy far, far away from Earth. I’m running for Supreme Ruler of the Planet of the Talking Cats against the incumbent, my senile ex-husband, King Tom,
but that is a story for another day. That’s why I’m not writing my daily blog., but my partner, d.c. scot, who agreed to keep it going while I was on the campaign trail agreed to keep it gong. However, he’s been inconsistent about doing that.
Apparently, since his wife, Eudora is visiting her sister for a month, d.c. is going through the five stages of grief. He’s still in the first two stages, so he denies that this is why he hasn’t been posting our blog consistently, and he gets mad when I suggest that in my intergalactic emails. That’s whey I asked my present husband to spy on him.
These are the aerial shots my 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 sent me.
He took the pictures with a drone
that he flew from our house, Wayne Manor,
which is at the end of the street the scots live on. I think d.c.’s grief over his wife being gone for so long is contributing to his writer’s block. That’s why he’s been so inconsistent about posting our blog since I left. I’ll show y’all the pictures now.
DENIAL
Well, if we ever go to Northern Africa, I really want to see the Nile River. At 4132 miles, it’s the longest river in the world!
ANGER
You’re six seconds late delivering my analogue newspaper!! I don’t care that you're only eight and I’m the last human being on the face of the earth who still wants his news printed on actual paper, I expect it to be delivered on time!!!
BARGAINING
Aw, Com’n. It’s August, so y’all are getting a whole fleet of new trucks by the end of the month. You could sell me this one for half price and save yourself the headache of trying to get rid of it when the new trucks come in.
DEPRESSION
Hmm, if I rent a mule to ride down a trail, I can go down six thousand feet downward on it when I visit the Grand Canyon. That would be a cool thing to do on our next vacation.
And, finally, ACCEPTANCE (although I really don’t know how T was able to see what was in d.c.’s dreams.)
Thank ya, thank ya, thank ya very much! I do accept this Nobel Prize in literature on behalf of…me.
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