This is the seventh installment of the celebrated diary within a used book I managed to save from a clearance event for “junk books” in a rundown warehouse of a library. The journal is the story of an astonishing woman living in 1988 who just happens to also love her cats. If you would like to enjoy her story from the beginning or catch up on some of her earlier entries, go to The Cat Lover’s Diary.
Next month’s Cat Diary ought to come a little quicker than normal. I don’t have time to tease you with other content while I’m getting ready for the The Shadow Art Fair (July 16). I have a cadre of stories and comics all queued up, though. I won’t let anything interfere with regular updates.