Cat's Log, Entry 1: Late Summer

Something is happening little by little, day by day. The human has taken to opening boxes but not letting me sit in them, and giving attention to objects that are flat and bright, though they offer no real softness. Sometimes she'll sit in different places, trying to solve a seemingly unsolvable thing for quite some time. At least one nap time. That's when I curl up by the windowsill—nothing can break her concentration. Oh, well—I'm just glad each day ends in peace and a warm place to sleep. When you have problems, it's best to forget about them and enjoy the warmth of the sun.

—Olive the Cat