I love my Reginald. I love every second I get to spend with him. I always feel odd writing about an animal but he's so special. He understands. Which will always be fascinating to me.

He knew, that today he should just let me lay on him. And he did. He didn't move an inch. He was my ever standing brick wall, the one always there for me.

The sight of him hauled away is something too painful for me to imagine.

So I won't.