RORY MAKES A HAPPY SPECTACLE OF HIMSELF: BOB AND FAY ARE HERE IN SINGAPORE
I have been away from home for two months or so. The two months could have easily be two years. That’s how I feel.
Just before the dinner hour I heard a car drive up to Prime Minster’s Wong’s compound and I race to the front door which is opened by servant. Like a Havanese I go flying into Bob’s arm just before I widdle on the front steps. Puppy excitement. Blushing not required and a puddle of urine excusable given the circumstances.
Happy to be in Bob’s arm I whine and cry and tremble all over. Oh. There’s Fay and a jump up with cuddles and kisses. I bite my tail thinking I might wake up from this dream. Then I run around in circles on the front lawn.
This is all captured by a cameraman from Singapore Mediacorp and the Malaysian TV network RTM. It is later broadcast globally. A West Highland Terrier story of courage in the face of adversity and who may have saved many lives from cessation and ruination.
Bob and Fay have been invited for a cocktail before we head back to Raffles Singapore to our suite.
As we leave I head directly to Wong’s feet and give him a happy snouting. Although I feel a bit used by the Government of Singapore, he has been awfully kind to me.
As we enter Raffles Singapore my good friend Raffles the greeter and ratter for the hotel barks and gives me a jump up. I wonder if I had not met this Singaporean West Highland Terrier I would not have had the strength to carry on.
I had the best sleep of my life snuggling with Bob and Fay. Save and secure but strangely vulnerable.
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