"Jake" is the tabby who hangs out behind the government building where I work. I hadn't seen him in while. Then yesterday he was sitting in the shade, as usual, but he looked like he just went 10 rounds with Rocky Marciano (hence the name).

He was missing his left paw and his face was all bloody and smashed up. Who knows what happened. He might have been hit by a car. He might have had a run in with a dog. He might have had a run in with Samoan children.

I called the APS (Animal Protection Society) to come have a look at him and make sure he doesn't get a nasty infection. Poor little guy. Jake is going to tough it out. He's a bad little mutherfuka.