Toby discovered the windowsill. Spent two hours watching a single sparrow with the focus of a war strategist.
The Void Log
For the black cat parent. Every Void deserves a chronicle.
A daily journal, care tracker, and private community for people who live with black cats.
Coming to iOS Summer 2026.Android Fall 2026.
Toby
JS
Waning Gibbous
Toby has a vet’s appointment today.
T11
F12
S13
S14
M15
T16
W17
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see allChange litter
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see allsustenance
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JS
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Toby’s journal entry for Wed, June 17
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Your journal entry for today.
Energy
Observed behaviorsup to 3
Knocked something offWindow patrolChattered at birdsHeadbutt greetingCaught a bugJudged me silently
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Toby
JS
52 sightings · since April 15th 2026
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Stepped on a sunbeam on the kitchen floor and just… stayed. I made coffee around him.
Found a whisker on the rug today. Tiny ivory crescent. Taped it inside the back of a notebook.
First vet visit. He hated the carrier, loved the receptionist. Six pounds, four ounces. The vet said he has the heart of a much older cat.
Couldn't sleep. Toby climbed onto my chest and put one paw on my throat, very gently. Stayed there until I drifted off.
Knocked the salt shaker off the table while making eye contact. We are entering a new era.
Loaf on the couch. Refused to acknowledge my existence for four hours. Loved him anyway.
Sick night. Toby threw up twice and slept under the bed. I sat on the floor next to him with a flashlight for an hour.
Made the kekekek sound at the birds for the first time. I didn't know he could do that. He sounded ancient.
Brought him home. Eight weeks old, all eyes. Hid behind the radiator for two hours, then came out and walked into my lap.
Toby discovered the windowsill. Spent two hours watching a single sparrow with the focus of a war strategist.
Stepped on a sunbeam on the kitchen floor and just… stayed. I made coffee around him.
Found a whisker on the rug today. Tiny ivory crescent. Taped it inside the back of a notebook.
First vet visit. He hated the carrier, loved the receptionist. Six pounds, four ounces. The vet said he has the heart of a much older cat.
Couldn't sleep. Toby climbed onto my chest and put one paw on my throat, very gently. Stayed there until I drifted off.
Knocked the salt shaker off the table while making eye contact. We are entering a new era.
Loaf on the couch. Refused to acknowledge my existence for four hours. Loved him anyway.
Sick night. Toby threw up twice and slept under the bed. I sat on the floor next to him with a flashlight for an hour.
Made the kekekek sound at the birds for the first time. I didn't know he could do that. He sounded ancient.
Brought him home. Eight weeks old, all eyes. Hid behind the radiator for two hours, then came out and walked into my lap.
Chronicle
Altar
Sanctum
✦ · the ritual · ✦
3 chambers await.
A profile, a daily journal, and a timeline of every day kept.
Toby
JS
Waning Gibbous
Toby has a vet’s appointment today.
T11
F12
S13
S14
M15
T16
W17
Log today’s sighting
Today’s page awaits an entry.
Cadenced rites
see allChange litter
done today
Trim nails
in 3 days
Daily rites
see allsustenance
ChuruRoyal Canin Wet FoodFresh WaterMeow Mix
Chronicle
Altar
Sanctum
JS
Log a sighting
Toby’s journal entry for Wed, June 17
Portrait
The chroniclei
Your journal entry for today.
Energy
Observed behaviorsup to 3
Knocked something offWindow patrolChattered at birdsHeadbutt greetingCaught a bugJudged me silently
Inscribe entry
Chronicle
Altar
Sanctum
Toby
JS
52 sightings · since April 15th 2026
LogDeedsGallery
Toby discovered the windowsill. Spent two hours watching a single sparrow with the focus of a war strategist.
Stepped on a sunbeam on the kitchen floor and just… stayed. I made coffee around him.
Found a whisker on the rug today. Tiny ivory crescent. Taped it inside the back of a notebook.
First vet visit. He hated the carrier, loved the receptionist. Six pounds, four ounces. The vet said he has the heart of a much older cat.
Couldn't sleep. Toby climbed onto my chest and put one paw on my throat, very gently. Stayed there until I drifted off.
Knocked the salt shaker off the table while making eye contact. We are entering a new era.
Loaf on the couch. Refused to acknowledge my existence for four hours. Loved him anyway.
Sick night. Toby threw up twice and slept under the bed. I sat on the floor next to him with a flashlight for an hour.
Made the kekekek sound at the birds for the first time. I didn't know he could do that. He sounded ancient.
Brought him home. Eight weeks old, all eyes. Hid behind the radiator for two hours, then came out and walked into my lap.
Toby discovered the windowsill. Spent two hours watching a single sparrow with the focus of a war strategist.
Stepped on a sunbeam on the kitchen floor and just… stayed. I made coffee around him.
Found a whisker on the rug today. Tiny ivory crescent. Taped it inside the back of a notebook.
First vet visit. He hated the carrier, loved the receptionist. Six pounds, four ounces. The vet said he has the heart of a much older cat.
Couldn't sleep. Toby climbed onto my chest and put one paw on my throat, very gently. Stayed there until I drifted off.
Knocked the salt shaker off the table while making eye contact. We are entering a new era.
Loaf on the couch. Refused to acknowledge my existence for four hours. Loved him anyway.
Sick night. Toby threw up twice and slept under the bed. I sat on the floor next to him with a flashlight for an hour.
Made the kekekek sound at the birds for the first time. I didn't know he could do that. He sounded ancient.
Brought him home. Eight weeks old, all eyes. Hid behind the radiator for two hours, then came out and walked into my lap.
Chronicle
Altar
Sanctum
✦ · THE COVEN · ✦
9 sightings, and you’re invited.
A private Discord community for users who’ve logged nine or more journal entries.
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✦ · THE SIGIL · ✦
Share a Sighting Card.
Send one to a group chat. Post one to the world.
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Luna
Waxing gibbous·May 22, 2026
Luna hopping up to the couch to sit next to me while we watch the latest episode of Love is Blind.
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Simba
Waxing crescent·May 14, 2026
Simba retreated to the nightstand the second the vacuum started. The vacuum is loud. Sorry Simba, I have to vacuum!
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Max
Waning gibbous·May 3, 2026
I love how Max lazes like this. Like nothing in the world matters. He must feel like the king of the world…
Keep the days you'll want back.
Memories that outlast the years.
A record of every small ritual.
Find your black-cat coven.
Up to five cats per account.
No in-app ads.
✦ · the offering · ✦
The cost of remembering.
14 days free. Cancel anytime. No card charged during trial.
By the moon
$3.99/ month
Billed monthly. Cancel any time.
2 moons free
By the orbit
$39.99/ year
Billed yearly. Cancel any time.
*All subscriptions are configured and managed inside the app.
Made by Void parents, for Void parents.
The Void Log is inspired by Julia, a beloved black cat who has been arranging her keepers’ lives since 2017. She is timid with strangers and devoted only to the people who feed her. She watches birds with the focus of a scholar and tolerates everyone else with quiet disdain. This app is not only for her, but for every black cat whose life deserves to be chronicled.
✦ · the oracle · ✦
Frequently pondered.
Because shelters keep them longest, photos can't catch them, and the world has spent centuries calling them unlucky. The Void Log is for the people who already know better. That said, the journaling and care-tracking functionally works for all and any cats. You'll just have to make peace with the app's aesthetic.
All your data is securely stored on encrypted infrastructure. Photos are screened for safety before they’re stored. Location metadata is stripped from photos on upload. No human reads your journal entries. We do not sell your data. For more details, please see our Privacy Policy and Terms.
AI shows up in one place as The Spirit. If you leave your journal entry blank, The Spirit will generate one for you with AI using the day’s photo as its source. You may opt out of this feature at any time in settings. Your data is never used to train AI.
The Coven is our private Discord. You're invited once you log your ninth journal entry. Inside you'll find a community of Void keepers (app users). Share photos, ask for help, request features, and get app announcements right there. Expect some fun and games too.
No. Your journal is yours. We don't edit your entries, remove your photos, or change anything you've written. What you inscribe stays exactly as is.
The Void Log is built by a husband-and-wife duo and the parents of a black cat named Julia. The app is operated by their private software consulting studio in Massachusetts, USA. They also moderate The Void Log Coven, the private Discord community for users of the app.
No. The founders each bring over a decade of experience from the tech industry. The design, the product decisions, the system architecture, and every line of code that handles your data is reviewed, tested, and shipped deliberately. Nothing in this app exists by accident.
Yes, absolutely. All your data will be removed from our systems. Your Coven access would end. Deletion is permanent; there's no recovery, no archive, no shadow copy. If you want to step away without deleting, cancel your subscription instead. The app becomes read-only and your history stays intact.
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