Many years ago when I lived in an apartment building, I came home one night to see a feral cat around the front porch. Since I had some cat food left over from when I had a cat, I took a bowl down for it.
When it came up to the bowl, I saw that someone had stupidly and cruelly collared it with a frickin' zip tie when it was small and the cat had grown into it to the point it was literally choking to death and its eyes were starting to bulge out.
So I ran upstairs to get a pair of wire cutters but when I got back to the porch, the cat was gone and I never saw it again. I will never forget the sight of that poor creature for as long as I live......
I will never forget him/her either. I’m a bit claustrophobic and am having a mini-panic attack.