He leaned his head to rest against Ganymede's. After a moment he broke into a smile, "You're right, of course," he laughed. "Not that you're biased or anything. "It means so much that you're here with me." The doorbell from their flat rang, followed by some muffled barks. "Our boy is here." Disraeli had to take the long ride in the plane in his crate and go through a medical examination before he was allowed to be brought into Hong Kong. Initially they had been worried about being separated from their pup. "He's going to go nuts in this place."