The first thing I think of on the last day of each year is that today is my boycat’s birthday. This year he turns 16, still causing me grief with his outdoors shenanigans but refusing to be corralled in his cat-run: The run doesn’t go to waste; little Delfino, my current brushtail joey, will soon be graduating from his bathroom cocky cage to the outdoors ex-cat-run. So, rambunctious animals, help me ponder the end of the year. This year I went to Delft for six weeks. The chro