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.
OK so Anthony and Susan have left. Will I ever see them again? I felt safe with them and feeling safe is important for a dog and I bet for humans as well. I am not frightened because I have Fay and Bob by my side and I have met them and their dog Dillie before. But can I trust them?
I am or was a street dog in a very tough city called Cairo in Egypt. I am tough but that does not mean my heart can’t break. It has been broken before.
I am confused about being placed in another home. I am also ANGRY! I understand as a dog I am to be a companion and a friend to humans and Fay and Bob are nice so why am I so angry. It might because I have had paradise with Anwar and that disappeared then again with Anthony and Susan. I am so confused. What have I done wrong?
Dillie the dog comes to sniff me but I growl like the tough street dog I am (or think I am) and he moves away looking puzzled and sad. Then Bob comes and speaks to me softly saying how he understands I am confused but I am now in my forever home. He puts his hand carefully under my chin knowing many dogs do not like their heads touched by people they do not know. Then I BITE him.
Oh I AM STUPID! I am going to be thrown out in the streets again for being so STUPID. Oh the gods of the Pharaohs please forgive me for being so stupid.
I wait for Bob to smack me or kick me. BUT WHAT? He comes again with blood dripping from his bruised hand asking me to forgive him? A human asking for my forgiveness from Reggie the street dog? Suddenly I feel I can trust Bob and shivering with embarrassment I let him pat my head and rub my jowls. Then he asks if I want a belly rub. Of course I do. Then Dillie comes over and he wants a belly rub too so Bob gives us both a belly rub.
I don’t understand how I can be so angry one minute and happy the next. My life in the past months has been a blur. Being tossed into the street in Cairo, bitten by a nasty big dog, placed in an animal hospital, being flown on a big airplane to Toronto, being taken care of by Anthony and Susan and now finding myself with Fay and Bob with Bob telling me I am in a forever home which I understand the meaning of.
Fay and Bob show me to my bed close to Dillie’s bed. I have my own bowl for food and water. My I love the clean Canadian water and the wonderful chicken kibble.
Dillie is an older dog, a brave West Highland Terrier who hunted foxes in Scotland, but we have previously met and are good with each other. He is older than me so I know I must treat him with respect. And he treats me with respect at least for the time being. A brave warrior is my friend!
Fay gives me the liver treats I love. How did she know I love them? Dillie gets another treat as I hear Fay tells me Dillie farts if he eats liver treats.
Fay and Bob take Dillie and I for a long walk at Sherwood Park where I first met Fay, Bob and Dillie with Anthony and Susan. Are they giving me back to Anthony and Susan? No I think not but both Dillie and I know the park and go off on the off leash trail. So many great smells and we both pee and poo. Dillie is slower than I but smarter and more sophisticated! I can learn much from him about what it is like to be a dog in Canada.
We all have a long walk at Sherwood Park and we go home in Fay and Bob’s automobile and Dillie and I have long drinks of that cold and clean Canadian water and a big bowl of chicken kibble. Then Fay takes me upstairs with Dillie to watch a British television series called “Coronation Street”. I love to hear that British accent. And then Fay watches the BBC NEWS!!! Oh my! My dearest BBC!!!!
Both Dillie and I fall asleep beside Fay before Bob takes us out for an evening walk around the street they live in. So many people with dogs! I hear many people ask who this new dog is you have. Bob says my name Reggie and I let them pat my head.
It is time to go to bed. And Dillie and I go to our beds and both of us fall asleep. I dream of Anwar and hope he is safe in heaven. I dream of Anthony and Susan and thank them. I dream of my new life with Fay and Bob and hope this is my forever home.
I hear crickets outside and fall asleep beginning to feel like Reggie the lucky dog.
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