She arrived at our home in Indiana as a package deal – with her brother, Boomer – in 1994. We had just moved to Indiana that spring, and this brother-sister duo became the newest addition to our family. Dad immediately declared Reggie and Boomer would be setting up their beds in the backyard shed. Dad’s a sucker, and within a few months, Reggie and Boomer were sleeping under the same roof as the rest of us.

She traveled with the family for various moves across the midwest and beyond. In fact, she’s probably moved more times than the average person. She has lived in five different states. Not many people can say they once lived in Fargo, ND… but Reggie can.

She has happily accompanied the family in all of our adventures. She welcomed Maddie, our black lab puppy, to the family a few years after our move to Indiana. The two of them began their eternal struggle for the queen of the kingdom at home. She outlived her brother by over 7 years, and I think it took her quite some time to realize that no matter how much she meowed, Boomer wasn’t going to come out and play. My parent’s move down to Florida was the latest and last adventure for Reggie, but we are all happy she got to experience the Florida sun and become an even more well-traveled cat.

If I hadn’t seen her for 3 months or a year, it never mattered. As soon as I’d come home, she would instantly recognize me and begin angling for attention. Her meows won’t greet us anymore, and that welcoming sound will be missed. She was different than most cats in this regard – she seemed to care about and want to be around us as much as we cared about and wanted to be around her.