The Intruder on the Ceiling

It came in sometime after the lamp went off, which is exactly the kind of cowardice I would expect from something with no bones. I heard it before I saw it — that specific dry, papery tick against the lampshade, once, twice, then nothing, which is worse than the sound itself because it means the … Read more

The Watching Job

Something was wrong with her today and I want it on the record that I noticed immediately, before the sighing even started, back when she was still just standing at the counter holding her phone like it had personally disappointed her. I have a very good nose for the ordinary chemistry of the house — … Read more

The Shoes Knew Something I Didn’t

She left the canvas shoes by the door again, toes pointed inward the way she always leaves them, like they’re ashamed of something. I want to be clear that under normal circumstances I do not dignify shoes with my attention. Shoes are beneath me, literally and philosophically. But today the shoes smelled wrong, and when … Read more

Welcome to Oliver’s Diary

Oliver's Diary

Welcome to Oliver’s Diary. This site will be an ongoing account of one particular cat’s life — his days, his grievances, his affections, and the general business of running a household he did not ask to share with anyone. New entries are on their way. In the meantime: he is doing well, he is supervising … Read more