My daughter has her first apartment in the worst building in the worst neighborhood in the city where I live. Still, itís working out.
Being who she is, sheís found this diseased stray cat that hangs around her apartment. It won't come inside, but it will eat what she puts out for it. She texts me pictures of it -- it's furious and hateful looking and its eyes are all oozy and runny. No wonder she calls it Murderface.
It hangs around out of reach.