My name is Anwar. I was Reggie’s first master. I was given Reggie when he was still a puppy. The wife of a good friend of mine gave Reggie to me. Her husband was a journalist with a television network based in Cairo. He had a political commentary show and he often had guests who were critical of the Egyptian government and I think he had one too many guests that was critical of the government and one day he disappeared. No one ever saw him again. However we journalists and his wife knew what had happened to him. He had received several death threats before he died from a radical group called “The Brothers of Correct Islam”. Our journalistic investigations gave us preliminary indications this group was a branch of the secret service of the government of Egypt so we assume he was kidnapped and executed. His wife was leaving to the United States fearing her life as she was a feminist insisting upon equal rights for women in Egypt very dangerous in the political climate of Egypt. So I ended up with Reggie!
That was not his original name but to give everyone a fresh start I renamed him Reggie after a character in an American cartoon called “Archie”. I never owned a dog before so I had to do some research on the raising of dogs. That helped me and Reggie was a very smart dog which also helped me. Reggie was toilet trained in a few weeks. I worked mostly from home but when I was out researching and interviewing I had a dog sitting service take care of Reggie.
I watched a lot of BBC news and documentaries to get a realistic view of the world. Egyptian media was largely controlled by the government so it was difficult to get the truth about your own country! Reggie and I watched the BBC news every night and I swear he was beginning to understand English. In fact the practice of my English was helped by talking to Reggie in English. I prayed to Allah every morning and night and Reggie watched and listened intently to me.
As I had no wife and very little family in Cairo Reggie was a great comfort and companionship for me but as many people in Egypt experienced good things can come to an end. One night the secret police and army came and arrested me for treason for slandering the government in my articles. A soldier told me Reggie escaped. He told me Reggie was lucky as often pets of arrested traitors were often shot by the soldiers.
I was executed by a firing squad and I entered the world beyond and was so angry at the government for taking my life and turning Reggie into a street dog I wanted to remain as a ghost in Cairo and haunt my wrongdoers. Allah himself spoke to me and asked that I forgive those who had taken over the government and had taken his name in vain to gain and retain power. So I made a deal with Allah that he let my spirit remain on earth until Reggie was safe and taken care of. One does not make deals with God! But Allah said he would do all he could to help Reggie. And in his mysterious ways he did.
I hear and see my Reggie now with people called Bob and Fay in Toronto, Canada. I hear his prayers to Allah and to me so I appear to him to help him adapt and I can see he will be safe and loved and well taken care of. I am still sad he and I are parted but so happy to see he has a good life ahead of him my anger and fear has disappeared and I must now go to the world beyond and wait one day to be reunited with Reggie. So I close my eyes and I leave earth and go to the world beyond with a light heart. Good-bye.