“Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom” (Mr. G my godfather)

Mr. G My Godfather

Prior to delving a bit further into my arrival at Bob and Fay’s domicile perhaps we should mention my Godfather Mr. G. as I wouldn’t be on my way to Bob and Fay’s if it wasn’t for Mr. G.

Let me make this clear Mr. G is not a criminal godfather in the Toronto Cosa Nostra and the papers he writes are dedicated to the noble profession of law and not the Valachi Papers.

Bob and Mr. G have known each other for thirty years meeting each other when they were wet behind the ears as budding solicitors on Toronto’s power alley, Bay Street.

One evening when Bob and Fay were enjoying a mighty tasty slice of the Dessert Lady’s Strawberry Shortcake at Mr. G’s Bob was expressing his great frustration over not being able to secure a rescue dog despite having had three dogs prior to me. That is 55 years of dog raising experience. Yes there is ageism in the “rescue dog business”. Bob mused you need be no older than 47, have letters of credit ready for dog expenses, 42 references including a reference from the Prime Minister of Canada to “adopt a dog”. Well Mr. G took it upon himself, and it may have been with a wink and a nod to Fay, to “broker” a West Highland Terrier the best breed of dog in the world.

So out of the blue Mr. G phones Bob and advises him he has secured a West Highland Terrier from Ardendale Kennels in Denfield, Ontario for Bob and Fay. Bob had a good chuckle until convinced Mr. G was not jiving. That is where yours truly waltzed onto the stage of Bob and Fay’s life.

Not having met Mr. G I suppose I should either hug or kick him. Sort of depends on what Bob and Fay are like…right? It is hell or heaven for me? But I have, in Beach Boys fashion, a good vibrations for Bob and Fay. West Highland Terriers not only have a keen sense of smell for prey but an ability to ferret out bad egg humans and there is no rotten egg smell emanating from Bob and Fay.

Mr. G has a very big problem though. He has two ragdoll cats Boris and Natasha. He is a ccc…ca..ca CAT PERSON! I have heard a thing or two about cats and dogs and in no time those cats will be dancing to my tune! The way I see things in my early years cats need to be properly managed by dogs. West Highland Terriers back in Scotland were hunters of foxes so pray tell what a cat or two is and come on “rag” and “doll” fail to convey images of mighty felines! Easy work even for a Westie puppy!