Nicknames: *Your Lorrrrrrrdship!* - *U-Thilly Kraizzzzy* - ** ~MY LITTLE BOY!~ ** (r.i.p. my son)
Likes: Sitting Under A Faucet With A Steady Trickle Coming Down On His Lapping Tongue!! *prrrrrrr-a-lickalick-a-lick-prrrr rr*!
Pet-Peeves: NOTHING/NOONE CAN, WILL, NOR SHALL EVER SO FOOLISHLY EVEN **ATTEMPT** TO CLIP THOSE BACK NAILS!!!!! -He was declawed in front so he'd take care of the back ones himself and just trim(gnaw!) them on his own whenever he felt it neccessary to do so-
Favorite Toy: That Gray Furry 'Spider' ...with no legs anymore! - he'd bite it, growl, have erotic fantasies... then drop it and act all innocent when I'd catch him!! -
Favorite Nap Spot: -Daytime: - *HIS* Living Room Chair In Front Of The French Doors(Underneath It Was The Thunderstorm Safe Spot!) -Nightime: -At The Foot of My Bed(just right of center) ~ SNORING Allllllll Night Long! ~
Favorite Food: Charms Pops!! - were the ONLY thing he EVER even tasted other than Dry Food!! - he'd literally WINCE at anything else I ever put before him (including fresh shrimp -seriously!!) and after he'd winced at it once, he'd NEVER get near it again!! -
Skills: Having Been A Part of My Life and Bringing Me An Entirely New Sense and Awareness of Responsibility, Belonging, Love, Life .......and Death. ^-.-^
Arrival Story: *REGGIE* ~ In June of 1990, a friend called to let me know that he had discovered a litter of kittens inside an OLD Abandoned Barn that he had explored earlier in the day and told me of seeing a Pathetically Pitiful Runt who had apparently been rejected by the Mother and was in desperate health!! So, I had my friend take me there and we saw four or five other seven to eight week old kittens of good size and health playing as they do... didn't see a Mommy, but in a spot of black dirt on the floor, I saw a *TINY* mud covered creature that looked as though it had already passed away. I picked it up, *tried* to wipe away some of the Icky, Dried *GOOP* from those little eyes that had long been stuck closed, and almost gave up on the limp and motionless body that fit WITHIN The Palm of my Hand --- But then, I heard a soft, wet, little *squeak* --- and realized that I was to be this Precious Kitten's Destiny...And He Mine(re: Skills -above).
After eye-dropper'ing him warmed milk in my kitchen and tucking him into a shoe box under a couple of dish towels on top of a heating pad over night(low setting, of course!), I took him to a well known Veterinarian in the Morning who gave him an full exam. He shook his head and told me that it really didn't look too good for him. But then, he said that if I had the time and discipline to be able to give him the dedication and devotion that would be required, this poor kitty just might have a bit of a chance to make it... So, after having been given about six pages of handwritten instructions I was stocked up with two cases of canned kitten formula that were to be measured out in graduating amounts and warmed to within specific temperature ranges, I fed him through a plastic eye-dropper **EVERY FOUR-SIX HOURS** ~Around The Clock!!~ for about SEVEN Weeks until he was finally 'Up and About'...*whew, i know!*... and from then on methodically continued to hand raise this Divine Gift In My Life to become a strong, healthy and happy adult. The moment I lifted him out of the dirt on the floor of that Barn was THE Last Time in his entire life that he ever touched the ground outside...for the rest of his life, he would always deliberately avoid any door or window that was open to the outside!! Believe Me...He was Indeed, a VERY Unique Individual and had a VERY UNIQUE and *VERY(!)* Distinctly Individual Personality ~ I have been so humbled to have been able to give him all of the things in his life that he was so deserving of which included the rather lengthy and involved process of aquiring for him a Properly Legitimate and Legally Registered Title of Nobility from My Family's European Ancestry. But, My Life has been all the more so Graced and Priveledged by having had this Precious Creature bring a smile to my face throughout every single day of the last 14 years. We both discovered, experienced and enjoyed True Happiness, Great Fun, Warm Mutual Comfort, and Absolutely Unconditional Love.
Bio: And shortly after he had FINALLY let me finish changing the bed linens, he very suddenly let me know that he needed me ~ I sat on the bed and held him while looking into his eyes as we both said so many things to eachother without ever making a sound. I softly pressed his head to my heart as the Pupils of his eyes dilated, his last breath faded from him through little bubbles on his nose.....And The Most Precious Companion In My Life, My Little Boy, Went To His Peace.
And So It Was ~ Saturday, December 18th 2004, At Exactly 1137 Hours ~ My Little Boy, The Very Lord Reginald Dunhill, 11th Grand Viscount and Earl of Withenshawe - Reggie - Passed From Life. ~ He never really liked the flash of Cameras, and I learned early on that it was an assured 'quick-and-easy' for me to make him surrender those Comfortably Still Warm From The Dryer Linens by getting out the camera and more often than not just hitting the flash so I could ever even begin to make the bed!! But, It Happens That The First Photo at the Top of this page as well as the Next To Last One at the Very Bottom were coincidentally snapped on that last morning with me ~ just a little less than two hours before he left us ~ and were therefore meant to be posted here and shared with all of you in Memorium. Upon My Death our ashes will be combined and sealed inside an Ornately Carved Onyx Urn much like a number of the Dunhill, Grand Viscounts and Earls have been placed throughout our Family's 400 year lineage and we will be interred together within our Family's Ancestral Vaults at Withenshawe and our Names inscribed on Red Marble as Father and Son.
My Lord Reggie Will Now Live Here, In Perpetual Immortality, At CATSTER.COM As Well He Will Perpetually So In My Heart, Mind and Eternal Soul!! With All Of The MEOWonderful New Friends He Has/Will/And Shall Continue to Become Aquainted With, He Will Always Be Able To Bring The Smiles of Love, Share The Happiness of Life And Tears of Death That He Brought To Me!! - **Thank You Catster.com!** - From Reggie's Dad, The Viscount Steve.
~ I've Found A Room On Venus
~ With The Coolest Walls and Floor
~ There Are Lots and Lots of Windows
~ And You Enter Through a Grand Door
~ I'll Show You There Some Day
~ And Together We Will Be
~ In That Room We'll Live and Play
~ Forever You And Me.
~From The Lord Reginald Dunhill To His Daddy Through a Dream This Morning~
~ ~ December 18, 2006 ~ ~
I Heard Those Words In My Sleep Last Night and Know They Are From My Reggie At His 2nd Year Over The Bridge To Assure Me Of His Spirit.
Thank You For The Wonderful Thoughts You Send Me, My Precious Little Boy!
**THAT DAY IN THAT BARN, I BECAME YOUR "BUD",
A "NO CHANCE" KITTY, ALL COVERED IN MUD.
IF YOU'VE EVER THOUGHT, I DIDN'T KNOW,
HOW VERY MUCH, YOU LOVED ME SO.
YOU TOOK THE TIME, TO MAKE ME BETTER,
AND THAT IS WHY , I WRITE THIS LETTER.
YOU SEEMED TO KNOW, WHAT I WOULD THINK,
GIVING ME WATER, FROM THE FAUCET SINK.
I LOVED THAT WATER, UPON MY FACE,
IT WAS USUALLY, MY FAVORITE PLACE.
ALWAYS ON MY PERCH, NEAR THAT FRENCH DOOR,
EXCEPT FOR THUNDER, I'D BE ON THE FLOOR.
I LOVED MY FOOD, AND A LICK OF CHARM POP,
IF YOU PULLED OUT SHRIMP, I'D HAVE TO SAY STOP!
YOU RESCUED ME, AND GAVE ME A CHANCE,
SO I COULD DO ,MY SPIDER DANCE.
I LAUGH OF THAT SPIDER, BETWEEN MY PAWS,
"HEY LOOK DAD".., WITH NO FRONT CLAWS!
I DID MY POUNCE, TO SAVE YOU FROM HIM.
JUST A THING, ON A FELINE WHIM.
I'D GRIN AT YOU... ,YOUR "SWEET LITTLE BOY",
TO ME A SPIDER, IS JUST A TOY!
WHEN YOU CAUGHT ME ,AND GAVE ME THAT LOOK,
I KNEW THAT I'D, GET OFF THE HOOK.
THAT WAS SO FUN, MY NEW FOUND GAME,
I KNEW YOU WOULD LOVE ME, JUST THE SAME.
YOU'VE GIVEN ME ALL, I COULD EVER NEED,
WITHOUT AN OUNCE ,OF PRIDE OR GREED.
I DO HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING, STEVE.
THAT SHRIMP YOU TRIED, WAS MY PET PEEVE.
I WANTED TO TRY IT, FOR YOUR OWN SAKE,
BUT HEY.... I'M REGGIE, I CANNOT FAKE!!
YOU GAVE ME EVERYTHING, A KITTY WOULD NEED,
I LOVE YOU MORE, THAN LIFE INDEED.
I KNOW YOU AREN'T FOND, OF THE 18TH OF DECEMBER,
BUT THERE'S SOMETHING THAT, I WANT YOU TO REMBEMBER.
I'M WITH YOU DAD, ALL THE TIME,
I'M RUNNING AND PLAYING, AND STILL IN MY PRIME.
THANK YOU DAD, I LOVE YOU DEAR,
I HOPE YOU KNOW, THAT I'M STILL HERE.
SO WHEN YOU'RE SAD, AND THINK OF ME,
I'M STILL THERE, JUST LOOK AND SEE.
IT MIGHT BE THE KITCHEN, PERCHED NEAR THE FRIDGE,
BUT ALWAYS WITH YOU, FROM THE RAINBOW BRIDGE.
I LOVE YOU DAD, AND THIS I PLEDGE.
I'M ALWAYS WITH YOU, YOUR "LITTLE LORD REG"!**