"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." Oscar Wilde
"Night time is really the best time to work. All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep." Catherine O'Hara
The phone rang at midnight – you can imagine how I felt! Too early even for an east coast caller forgetting the time difference. The voice on the other end said: “I’m calling about a cat.” A cat?! Is this a joke? “Someone found a slightly injured orange tom wandering on Diamond Head. His microchip has your phone number. I’m calling from the SPCA.” My eyes shot open. Could this be our 2000 adoptee who jumped ship after just a week with our household? We’d taken to referring to him as ‘Houdini’ for his disappearing act. “Yes, 2000. That’s right. What shall we do with him?” By now I had located the prodigal’s ‘sister’ Miss Kitty (adopted that same day) peacefully sleeping on a pile of (formerly) clean laundry. The prospect of dragooning the escapee back to our boat in chains (or a cat carrier) didn’t sit right. “Well. . . Um. . .” I said. “That’s OK. The guy who found him wants to adopt him. Whew! These days we enjoy imagining Houdini’s wanderings among the low bushes and back streets of Waikiki. We marvel at his 8 years of survival and his amazing luck in finding a friend just in time to retire (mostly) indoors. We like to think of him in his new pal’s lap, remembering his many adventures and enjoying a warm hand on his head. . .
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