What are the cat diary chronicles? These are two diaries found in a storage locker by storage locker pickers. The author of the diaries is now deceased. I thought it would be fun to share them. All traceable names will be changed.
We will be starting with the Siamese Diary. The beginning of the diary does not have the year but it is added a few pages later so I'm assuming we are starting in 1987.
Three months ago today you left us Toz (assuming this was a nick name). Was it really fair. Mom misses you so and I fear only you could help her to stop grieving-I can only offer a mild diversion.
You have missed so much you know-the hot nights and skeeters of summer. The purrs of Minnie and Kisa (who you never met). The slow removal of trust from trash from the house. The dead mice left as offering by Minnie in the grass. I wonder if at times you aren't with us, laughing on as you see me trying for the umpteenth time to remove that damned screw from the casement operator. You could have done it so easily-but I'm not as strong as you, so I just keep trying.
I have finally convinced mom that she can't stay in the house once it starts to rain. I needed you here to help with the patching. It looks real bad up top but I've got to try to get it patched at least.
You had so many dreams Tom-I just wish you could have found the strength to hang on.