Lately I've been noticing a white cat a few houses down that I've never seen before. From a distance, it seemed unusually docile, so I called it over...and recoiled in shock.
The cat has no nose.
It's covered in tumours. It makes me SO angry anyone could do that to an animal (what f**kwit lets a white cat outside?!?). It's always asleep in the front lawn; I think it's dying. People say I spoil Xander. Well, I've seen the alternative and I don't much care for it. I'm getting Faust to take me and the cat to the RSPCA today...I hope it doesn't have to be put down, but I'd rather that than the poor thing is is pain any longer.