I found Bagheera all lonely and curled up just days after he was born. I noticed this little breathing black puff stuffed in the corner of a trunk and plucked him from his rest. When I first saw his face, his eyes were still progressing towards full bloom and his meow was so cute and pathetic. These days though, he's nothing but a lazy panther cub look-alike. I still think I love Bagheera anyways.