We had to say goodbye to one of the very best cats, Reggie.
June 1st was nine years since the day Jason (my husband) scooped him up from the median of I-35 in Texas. He was so ugly and stinky, but he turned into such a handsome, beautiful cat.
I had no idea then that I needed a cat or that I could love a cat so much. Because of him, we also got Sammy (our other cat). I always say he was so spoiled that we ended up getting him his own cat.
Reggie was something special. More like a dog than a cat. He knew his name, could sit on command, and would usually come when called.
He was simply the best, and the house already feels a little emptier without him.
