This is the final installment of the infamous diary within a used book that found its way to me via a used book sale held at a defunct library. Hidden among the stacks, I came across it entirely by chance and purchased it with grocery bag full of other books for just a few dollars. It contains the strange diary of a cat obsessed woman living in 1988 who is a little down on her luck. I have been releasing these entries slowly over the last year as the book developed a cult like following. I’m just glad that so many people seem to have enjoyed as much as I did. I encourage everyone to share the diary with those that they love or might want to bond with forever.
At the time of this posting, I have finally found and contacted the person I believe to be the diary’s original owner and am setting up an interview. She has requested to remain anonymous for the time being.
If you would like to enjoy her tale from the very beginning (something I cannot recommend highly enough) or just want to catch up on some of the earlier entries, please go to The Cat Lover’s Diary.
*This was my 100th post too. What a weird coincidence.