“Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: DINNER WITH THE PRIME MINISTER OF CANADA: BEING USED YET AGAIN

DINNER WITH THE PRIME MINISTER OF CANADA: BEING USED YET AGAIN

Being somewhat sick and tired of limousines all of us took Ottawa Transit to the Prime Minister’s residence.

Bedraggled and besieged Prime Minster of Canada Thomas Bankboy battling the aggression and hot tornadic air of President Orville Grump of the United States. Annexation. Tariffs. Insults. Threats. Inanities. Puffery.

Bankboy was most interested in hearing about my time with Prime Minister Wong of Singapore with whom he just talked with about a free trade agreement between Singapore and Canada.

Bankboy thanked me for my service to Canada and said I would be the first dog in Canada to receive an Order of Canada appointment. What have I done for Canada? Again as with the Singaporeans I am a symbol of resistance to American imperialism? I picked up that neat term “imperialism” in my recent set of meetings in Beijing!

He knew well the plans afoot for a Canada China Friendship tour which he said would inspire Canadians from coast to coast.

Damn it. I am still a puppy. How can I inspire millions of Canadians not being a hockey player?

I am being used and I sense it is for a “good cause”.

Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Keith Moon died for the music. Was that a good cause?

My sense was Bankboy wanted a meet and greet to ensure if this tour occurred, I was a solid Tim Horton’s canine who would not embarrass Canada.

As Raffles was part of that tour Bankboy was concerned he might nip a poor innocent Chinese primary school student during the tour but his fears were allayed when Bob explained the cruelty of the Sultan of Palumbia. He chortled upon hearing how I had pooped near the Sultan’s luggage and he stepped in it dragging dog feces through the lobby of Raffles Singapore making a horrible stink.

Bankboy barbequed beautiful grass-fed Alberta beef burgers of which Raffles and I delighted in as well as a half of a PEI baked potato and green beans from his wife’s garden.

Bankboy arranged to drive us back to Toronto tomorrow morning with “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind a brief stop in Kingston, Ontario to meet our fine young men and women of the Royal Military College.”