In September Reggie came into our lives, from the very outset, a lively kitten who was loved and loved unconditionally.
He had so many little quirks: he would always try to put any food that fell out of his bowl back in, would lick the tip of your nose, even place his paw on your face to move it round, and he continued to do both of these.
He would wriggle under the covers to snuggle into you. He’d eat anything so we learned not to leave any food out: a particular favourite was bread and most recently Parma violets!
As a family we all grew to love him. He loved to play and loved nothing more than to snuggle into you, or sit on your lap, always purring.
He had a weak little meow and once you picked him up he didn’t struggle to get away. He was such a delight. He was also fearless.
Last Tuesday he went out and it took until Thursday evening to find out what had happened to him.
With great sadness we know that he is dead, but Georgina has arranged for him to be remembered fittingly. She is an amazing young woman in how she has coped so far.
This has been hard for all of us who knew and loved Reggie, I have been unusually deeply affected by his passing, a life so short but so sweet and we will feel his presence forever. 💔💔💔