Today is just like any other day except that I found my shoes and was able to go outside. I passsed by the run down house with all the stray cats. The one cat that I call Stinkneck (I call him that because when he was a kitten someone put a collar on him and he must have split soon after that to be a stray. Anyway he's all grown now but the collar is still so small that his neck had grown around the collar and his neck had slowly been stripped of hair and skin around the collar and it stinks, bad). I've been trying to catch Stinkneck for a while so I can get him to the vet to have the collar removed and get his neck patched up as best as it can. But this little fucker is smart and won't come near me. Even when I try to lure him with some primo Charlie Tuna. But even if he did come close I have no idea how I would wrangle him. Stray cats are not to be messed with - they're badass, no doubt. So I may just have to shoot him.