🐾 Reggie’s Diary – Entry #22

Dear Diary,

Life is good. I’m getting all the Reggie rubs I deserve, snuggles galore, and the occasional snack when I flash my “I’m the good one” eyes. Honestly, I’ve earned it. Especially after surviving another day with Bellatrix the Menace.

Just the other day, I witnessed her dart under Dad’s foot while he was on the stairs. I swear she was trying to take him out. She claims she’s innocent, but I’ve seen enough to know better. That cat is pure chaos wrapped in fur.

Speaking of cats—they’re so dumb. Dad installed a magic door just for them. It opens both ways. He’s even demonstrated it, pushing them through like a feline shuttle service. And yet… they paw at it like it’s cursed. Every. Single. Night. I need my beauty sleep, and these midnight meows are ruining my REM cycles.

On the bright side, Mom and Dad are taking us on walks again. 4.7 miles! I’m thriving. The smells, the squirrels, the wind in my fur—it’s glorious. This house? It’s paradise. Bellatrix calls it a prison, but she’s never even been outside. She wouldn’t know the difference between prison, heaven, or a peanut butter jar.

Anyway, I’m off to nap in the sunbeam and maybe tattle on Bellatrix again later. It’s a full-time job keeping this place in order.

Stay classy,

Reggie