Diary · full logbook
All my logs, newest first. Start anywhere, each page has 1–4 real photos.
162 pages and counting
I am Azmi from Meknes, and I now own a whole album of silly pictures. My girls are peak comedy: polite turn-taking, paws everywhere, mid-binky freeze frames that look like…
I am Azmi, writing from Meknes, and my whole day orbits his stomach. He is six months old, single, and fully food focused. Out of the pen at five, head…
I am Azmi from Meknes, and I have a nineteen-slide album that makes me ridiculously proud. My baby boy arrived tiny and worried after time with neglectful owners, and week…
I am Azmi, writing from my flat in Meknes, and tonight I sat on the floor for a long while just watching him stay. He came to me a year…
My name is Azmi, I live in Meknes, and I want to describe ten minutes from last night in exact order, because some petting sessions deserve a timeline rather than…
I am Azmi, writing from Meknes, and I need to report a new house rule that I did not make and cannot appeal. It was legislated entirely by my rabbit.…
I am Azmi from Meknes, and last weekend my camera roll doubled in size in a single afternoon, because it was photo shoot day with Harold and Gus for the…
My name is Azmi, I live in Meknes with rabbits, and I need to confess something at the top of this entry: my living room was rabbit-proofed for years, or…
Tonight in my little flat in Meknes, dinner came with a soundtrack, and I did not have to turn on anything to hear it. Phoebe sat on the left, Gizmo…
Some diary pages hold photos. This one holds a printout with numbers on it, and I have read it so many times the paper is going soft at the edges.…
Good evening, readers. Tonight the diary does something different: a formal audience with the most distinguished gentleman in Meknes. He arrived precisely on time, sat tall without being asked, arranged…
Our Princess Donut weighs about as much as a generous leaf of lettuce, and tonight she faced a leaf bigger than herself with the confidence of a champion twice her…
