As a self-employed artist and writer, I have, for decades now, worked late into the night, every night. As a nocturnally goofy cat, Wordsworth often plays while I work, and his joie de vivre is contagious. He's playing with a ponytail holder that doesn't show up well because it's tan-colored. He has been nuts about ponytail holders since he was a young kitty. He is also crazy about the hole that had to be cut into my hallway wall when my bathtub cracked and leaked three years ago. (You can see h

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