This cat was shot with a BB gun and it was paralyzed from the waist down. Apparently, it was still quite happy but it looks so sad as it waddles over. The floors look nice and clean though.
I was a farm boy, born a bred in Idaho. I left to become an artist, and at 18 thought I'd get my own place in NYC. Now, I don't feel at home anywhere and I don't know what art is.
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