Hello. Let me introduce myself. My name is Reggie and I am the luckiest and happiest dog in the world. Please read my story and find out why I am saying this.
So here I am in Canada with my foster parents. I am finally starting to feel good about myself. I still have many bad dreams about how I was treated on the streets and how my master Anwar was taken away from me by the army and executed for simply being critical of the Egyptian government. But I can not change what has already happened. If I keep thinking about these things it will be like chasing my tail and running around in circles. Although I can accept what has happened to me I know always worrying about it and judging it will make me unhappy. Perhaps one day I can forgive those who harmed my life.
I have forgiven the Rottenwhiler who attacked and injured me in Cairo as I was the one trying to steal food from his bowl. But when you are as hungry as I was you can get desperate. Strangely if that big dog had not bitten me I never would have ended up in the pet hospital which made it possible to leave Egypt and come to Canada. Although I am still so frightened by the attack when I see a big dog I lose my temper and growl and bark at most big dogs. Anthony and Susan are not angered by my bad manners as they know my history. I am not really bad mannered but very frightened by this experience. After watching a BBC documentary with Anwar on Post Traumatic Stress Disorder of soldiers in the British army I think this is what is happening in my mind.
I am now starting to forgive the Egyptian people for how badly they treated me. They have little compassion for street dogs because they have no tradition of loving and caring for pets but do they have to poison and shoot street dogs? They are slaves to their feelings as for almost all they do not know the concept and joy of having a pet. I would hope that time and education will help them like dogs and treat them better.
From what I have seen in Canada is that people love and care for their dogs but I am sure not all pets are loved and cared for. I hear there are “puppy mills” where puppies are bred and kept in horrible conditions. At least I could run free in the streets.
So I find myself under the care and control of my foster parents and hope my luck has started to change for the better. I am in a strange country so I am a bit frightened as everything is so strange but I am an Egyptian street dog. I am tough and resilient and proud. I am going to show all these Canadians just how good Reggie the Egyptian street dog can be! I do this for myself, Anwar and all the street dogs in Egypt.