Casper the cat

As Told by Casper

Our Story

Casper Julien Burchnell - son of Nicole and Tom, feline journalist, and spectral reporter extraordinaire.

Feline Journalist - Spectral Reporter

High School
High school

The One She Doesn't Remember

Tom swears they met in high school. Nicole has no memory of this. As a journalist of integrity, I must report both accounts, but the evidence favors Nicole's version - which is that it didn't happen.

2014
College era College era

The Real Beginning

Nicole was at Kennesaw State. Tom was finishing up at UGA. They reconnected, and this time, Nicole remembered. The rest of us have been hearing about it ever since.

2015
Casper Cinder

Enter the Real Stars

This is where the story gets good. Nicole brought home two perfect cats - me and my sister, Cinder. We arrived before the humans even moved in together, which honestly says everything about Nicole's priorities.

2015
Atlanta together

Making It Official

Tom relocated to Atlanta. They got a place together. The humans called it love. I would later call it a warm lap and consistent feeding schedule.

2016 - 2018
2019

New York, New York

Two humans, two cats, and a lot of faith. They packed up Atlanta and moved to New York City. I had reservations about the square footage, but the windowsill situation exceeded expectations.

2020
Empty Met Museum during the pandemic

The Ultimate Test

A global pandemic. A small apartment. Two remote workers. Two cats who suddenly had 24/7 access to their humans. For the record, I thrived. If your relationship can survive quarantine in a New York apartment, it can survive anything.

2021 - 2023
October 2024
Chester the kitten arrives

Chester Arrives

A new cat. I have feelings about this, but I'm reporting from the other side now, so I'll keep them professional. He's fine. He's a little much. Cinder tolerates him, which is the highest praise she gives.

November 2025
The proposal in Central Park

The Proposal

Central Park. Under a tree in Nicole's favorite shade of yellow. Fall views everywhere. Tom asked. Nicole said yes. I watched from somewhere between the clouds and the branches, and for once, I had no editorial notes.

October 2026

The Wedding

Wythe Hotel. Brooklyn. The city they've made their own. Expect good food, great music, and a whole lot of love. I'll be there in spirit - probably knocking something off a table.

Through the Years