Brigit Zogg

 

Kenan’s Diary

June 11^th: Lovely weather; a bit dry, perhaps. Difficult to enjoy the garden, though, because those people next door still keep on hammering from morning till night.

June 14^th: At last! The hammering has stopped. I was right, by the way: It is supposed to be a barn, though it’s wider at the top than at the bottom. They are already filling it with hay and straw and turnips.

June 22^nd: Very hot weather. Trouble with the people next door again: this time it’s their growing collection of pets. The place smells like a zoo.

June 30^th: Extremely hot and dry. But the forecast announces a thunderstorm or two in the next few days.

July 2^nd: Rain, at last, thank goodness. - Seems like my angry letter hit home, by the way: They’re keeping their pets inside the barn now. - And you won’t believe it: they’ve moved from their house into the barn, too! Raya is still worried, though. Well, I am, too, to be quite honest. There should be a law against keeping monkeys and elephants as pets, let alone lions.

July 11^th: I really hope it will stop raining. Our garden is flooded.

July 15^th: More rain, torrential in some areas. We’re cut off from the capital.

July 17^th: I think the barn next door is falling to pieces. Seems to be reeling and rocking, anyway. No wonder. DIY of the worst kind.

July 18^th: Woke up this morning to see that the barn has disappeared. Hope at least the lions got drowned. And the bears. Though I must admit the koalas looked sort of cute. Raya wonders if we should have some sort of memorial service. They were still our neighbours, after all.

July 19^th: Still raining, in fact worse than ever. House flooded and shaking.

July 20^th: Spent last night on the roof; water still rising. This is the end. Let’s face it: We will all get drowned, just like that idiot Noah next door and his private zoo.