“Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog” :Reggie’s Naughty Christmas Eve (A Children’s Story)

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.

Everything is settling down nicely with Bob, Fay, Dillie, Karim and REGGIE!

It is cold outside. Poor Karim is not used to the cold but Dillie, Karim and I have such beautiful winter coats when we swagger down the street on our walks I think the entire neighbourhood is admiring the FRIENDLY PACK of Scottish and Egyptian dogs. We feel with our leader Dillie The West Highland Terrier who is Bob and Fay’s 13 year old Westie we are so cool like the Rat Pack we all saw on Turner Classic Movies a few nights ago. Dillie is Sinatra, Karim Sammy Davis Junior and I am Dean Martin. We are so cool. We are on top of the world. Even Dillie has gained some energy as he keeps up with us and at 13 years old that’s great for him.

I am not sure what this Christmas is but it is very important for those who call themselves Christians. Their Allah seems to be called God and his son Jesus and it is time to celebrate his birth and everyone seems to give presents to each other on Christmas Day.

Fay and Bob have set up a wonderful smelling tree with lights and funny little shiny balls hanging on it. And there are shiny presents wrapped in wonderfully coloured paper. Karim and I are fascinated by the shiny boxes which I understand are opened on Christmas Day. Fay and Bob’s children will come over and they will have a special drink called Christmas punch and open presents with the fireplace crackling. We dogs are so excited! We are hoping to get a big piece of the big bird they eat called “turkey”.

Bob and Fay go out on Christmas Eve, which I think is the day before Christmas, to a neighbour’s house where they will drink something called wine and eat many special treats. We dogs love peanut butter as a treat but I am not sure what the humans eat for special occasions.

Dillie, Karim and I love to look at the Christmas tree with its lights and special shiny balls. We are all so happy and grateful that Allah or God has thrown us together. We see the shiny boxes and get a bit crazy and rip them up so the paper is all over the floor. Dillie joins us so we think it is OK. The living room is a mess like a terrorist bomber in Iraq had detonated a bomb. All of us enjoyed our fun but now are thinking we have done something wrong and hide.

Bob and Fay come back from their party. I hear Bob say “Holy Shit! What have these devils been up too?” Then Fay and Bob laugh and call our names softly and we come for pats on the head and belly rubs. It is the season for love and forgiving but as we go on our Christmas Eve walk Bob tells us we have been naughty but that it has been a long year for all of us and as his God forgives he will follow him and forgive us but he warns us don’t you ever do this again! Bob and Fay are so kind to us sometimes even when we are not good.

We all go to bed as Bob and Fay wrap up what we destroyed. But we are so very excited about Christmas Day. I tell Karim that Dillie has told me there are presents for dogs? I have never celebrated Christmas before so what presents could Karim and I receive as Cairo street dogs? We are used to hate and anger and are not used to be forgiven for the bad things we do so perhaps being forgiven and loved is the biggest present of Christmas.

Fay and Bob put out cookies and milk for a man called Santa Claus that will come down the chimney and give us presents. After our Christmas Eve walk Bob says that we have been so naughty and if we dare eat the cookies for Santa we are in big trouble. We poor Cairo street dogs are so happy about this Christmas we will not eat the cookies although early in the morning Dillie tells us we can eat the cookies very quietly and return to bed and we do enjoying the sweetness of these shortbread cookies. We are all so excited about tomorrow where Dillie says we will all receive toys. I drift off to sleep too tired to say my prayers but Anwar, my original owner, comes to me and says how much he loves me and how proud he is of me even if I have torn up the shiny boxes under the Christmas tree.

I feel in my heart that Allah or Bob and Fay’s God have a special and tender heart for all dogs. If it is Allah or a Christian god they seem to be the same to me. Love, forgiveness and compassion!

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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