After the death of our first cat, my family and I adopted this beautiful cat when he was just a kitten in the parking lot of a CVS. There was no way we could ever realize what we were getting ourselves into, that we were going to witness a miracle in this icy blue eyed monster of a cat. We quickly decided that this beast needed a friend, so we adopted another kitten, Alfred, to keep him company. Alfred and Casper were the best of friends. They constantly fought for the top platform in the cat tree, and they still do to this day!
About two years after we adopted the kittens, we unexpectedly had to move away and could not keep both cats. It was a devastating feeling, having to decide which one to take with us and which to give to another family. It would be a long car ride down to our new home, so we had to choose who would be best in the car. Casper's uncontrollable energy forced us to give him to another family, who eagerly accepted him.
Fast forwarding about a year and a half later, a picture on Facebook pops up of a skinny cat, identical to Casper, aside from the weight. The people who found him were unaware whose cat this was, and where he came from. Casper was never skinny, he'd always been a massive cat around 20lbs in size. To see him so small was horrifying. The family we had given to had moved away and left him behind. We found out that he'd been living in the wilds of northern Maine for about 2-3 months without shelter or a solid source of food. I couldn't help but feel angry as well as guilty. The rest of my family felt the same, and we hastily met a family halfway to bring Casper to his true family and reunite him with Alfred and our dog Tobi. It was a success, Casper immediately recognized his friends, and started to rub against Tobi and quickly befriended Alfred once more.