The bad news came in an email. I got it along with my morning coffee. The publisher who rediscovered The Bachelor's Cat and was going to publish a 'special' Christmas edition has changed its mind. It didn't sell that well first time around and so none of the chains wanted to order in big quantities and so they're terribly sorry, but.
How did I feel? Sad. That little book was a sweet reminder of Spike the cat and family life and for a while there, I had those feelings back again.
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The good news came in mahogony. My nine-year old assistant, Master Dashiell Townsend Ward and I wired this together.