He wasn’t created in vain, so wonderfully good, large, and beautiful, right? There’s an abundance of spirit and joy within him, too much to confine his existence to the shelter! Take that ball, for instance— how eagerly he anticipates it, as if he’s hit the jackpot in a lottery. And as he races after the ball, what worlds in bloom does he envision? What aspirations does he harbor… none of which are his reality. The shelter’s harsh boundaries persist, robbing away his days. His only possession is the fleeting embrace… and a ball hurled into the air.
As we depart, all that remains for him is to wait with the ball in his paws, a reminder of those fleeting moments of joy, hoping that perhaps tomorrow, someone will come again to offer a brief hug, and he’ll dash after a ball once more. Maybe, just maybe, that time might bring a miracle. ..Perhaps leaping for the ball will transport him to another realm, where he finds himself nestled in the arms of his family.
Let’s not allow his days to trickle away in the stagnant waters of the shelter. Let’s not dim those golden eyes. Adopt Casper—he’ll find contentment and appreciation in the simple and mundane—a hug, a spot by the warmth of the stove, and balls…
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