Monthly Archives: November 2017

How greyhounds vary

After a couple of horribly hot days, it has cooled down. In fact the storm is close by. We had some rain and the temperature is plummeting from todays forecast of 34 (it was closer to 39 here) to tomorrows forecast  of 21.

But how does this show variety in greyhounds. Well I have spoken to people who have greyhounds that are terrified of storms, someone told me recently her dog will go into the master bedroom and then into the walk-in wardrobe and curl up in the back corner as far away from the door as it can get.

 Rassilon, on the other hand was standing outside in the thunder and lightning. There is no rain at the moment, just thunder and lightning. Does that bother Rassilon? He does his best wolf impression and toughs it out.

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Thunder and lightning? Worry me?…I say HA! to thunder and lightning

(Do you notice how he gets the reddish shade on his shoulders from the sun?)

Of course, having cooled down, it is back to the natural home of the greyhound...BED. Unfortunately, he likes mine.

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There are no covers on the bed because it has been too hot for them.

When he is asleep in the bed, if there is a really loud clap of thunder, Rassilon will raise his head to see what the noise is, then he goes straight back to sleep. But if I were to turn on a ceiling fan, he would be a trembling wreck in another room or outside

(P.S. The rain has finally started, so I am going to go and stand in it)

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A man dies, goes to Heaven, and sees St. Peter. There are many clocks surrounding him so the man asks, “What are these clocks for?” St. Peter replies, “These are lie clocks, they tick once for every lie you tell. Here we have Mother Teresa’s clock. She has never lied so the clock has not moved. Honest Abe has only lied twice in his life, so it has only ticked twice.” The man then asks, “So where is Donald Trump’s clock?” St. Peter replies, “Oh, that is in Jesus’ office, he is using it as a fan!”

 

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Breaking the heat barrier.

Therapy Dog Service has a rule that tf the temperature is over 34 celsius, visits will be canceled, so the dogs aren’t stuck in a hot car. I have told them that because Noarlunga Hospital is so close, I can run the car for a while to get the air conditioner right, then drive down to the hospital so I do’t have to worry about the temperature. Which is lucky because today we would have cancelled the visit if I was to be a stickler to the rules.

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Just before leaving home.

We got to the hospital and had a really good visit. Rassilon wasn’t his absolute best, but it was so hot,  I couldn’t blame him for that. He was panting, but it was the heat, and he was not stressed at all. In fact, he went above and beyond with his visiting. Even convincing someone who didn’t want to pat him, to pat him. 

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She was worried the gloves would scare Rassilon. He showed her they didn’t.

Again, Rassilon was patted by more staff than patients, but everyone wanted to pat him, and he was happy to be patted and to make people feel better. When they are in bed and not well, having Rassilon come in and stick his nose into their hand made a few people feel special.

On then way out we passed the big indigenous mural that hangs in the main hallway of the hospital. There is a story behind this, but to be honest, I don’t know what it is. But it brightens the place up.

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Physics Anyone?

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Tissues at the ready…

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This is so much like my story with Rassilon, that it is difficult to read without remembering the early days.

From the start I got Rassilon on the foster to  adopt plan, so when I went to pick him up, I really had no idea of what I was going to get, and my first sight of him left me wondering if this would all work out.

But, as I have said before, after 3 days I contacted GAPSA and told them they weren’t getting him back. and things just keep getting better.

…but I had to have it

I was on eBay looking for a present for my mother, but somehow ended up on a tee-shirt site.

Now I don’t need any more clothes, but sometimes the perfect thing turns up, and I found it.

I think this will be my visitation uniform. It is perfect for the job. All it needs is a picture of Rassilon.

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My new uniform

Back to almost normal.

Wednesday, Noarlunga hospital therapy dog visiting day. And what a great day it was. Rassilon recognised the hospital and was a lot better this week. I would guess that next week he will be fantastic, and all his stress will have gone completely.

Rassilon was panting today, but this week it was mostly the heat (38 celsius). He was a little stressed, but as the visit went on, he stopped his panting. By the time we got to the lock up ward (dementia patients), he was fine. Of course there were different nurses around, some from RGH that he recognised, so they were a comfort to him

There is one nurse from RGH that we haven’t seen for about 2 months. whenever Rassilon saw her down at RGH she ALWAYS got a kiss, even I don’t get kisses like that. Well she was on the ward at Noarlunga today, and even after 2 months Rassilon remembered, and she got a kiss.

After the visit, which takes a bit longer now because the wards are bigger and set up different, we went to do our paperwork. Rassilon isn’t much help doing this, so he just relaxes. I find if I start to talk to a patient, he will give me a hint by lying down for a quick sleep. And today I had the chance to talk to a few people that were interested in adopting a greyhound, and another that was going to foster greyhounds, thanks to having met Rassilon and seeing the greyhound temperament.

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Naughty me, by SA law I am supposed to be holding his leash

When we arrived at the hospital we were stopped by some staff members who “Just Had To Pat Him”. When we were finished our ward visits, we met a doctor who had seen Rassilon on the ward but had missed out on a pat, so I stopped and was telling her all about greyhounds. Then we were stopped by the head nurse from the Dialysis unit, who wanted to know if we were able to go and visit there. I said we couldn’t at the moment, but to see the boss and he might be able to arrange it. And finally we went to the medical records section where I used to work and all the women are always thrilled to see him.

When we go to visit, TDS has a contract to visit 2 wards, and Rassilon and I are insured ONLY for those wards, but if the boss can get the contract changed, I am only too happy to take Rassilon in to meet the people that are stuck in a chair in that unit for between 4 and 6 hours. In fact, I have volunteered to go into the hospital on Christmas day, a day that anyone stuck in hospital would be thrilled to have Rassilon visit. Of course, we have to get insurance company approval.

Because of my failing eyesight, we are not going too far to do visits, so the new place at Woodcroft Nursing Home will be starting visits in December, and Rassilon and I will be going there. My eyes are fine when I drive short distances, but on longer trips, I get more glare which turns the cataracts opaque, and that is what makes seeing difficult.

So we will have our 2 visits a week, but locally, which is great. Depending on just how far the nursing home is, we might not even have to worry about heat restrictions. TDS cancels visits when the temperature is over 34 Celsius, fortunately the hospital is really close and the car has air conditioning, so we don’t need to worry about that, and we are allowed to park right in front of the hospital, so Rassilon doesn’t need to worry about excessive heat for a long period.

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Message to Pets

Dear Dogs

The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food.
The other dishes are mine and contain my food.
Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack.
Beating me to the bottom is not the object.
Tripping me doesn’t help because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. 
I am very sorry about this. 
Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. 
Dogs can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. 

I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom.
If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine,  try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. 
Also, I have been using the bathroom for years –canine attendance is not required.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog’s butt. I cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:

To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:

1. They live here. You don’t.

2. If you don’t want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That’s why they call it ‘fur’niture.

3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.

4. To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don’t speak clearly.

Remember: Dogs are better than kids because they:

…Eat less

…Don’t ask for money all the time

…Are easier to train

…Normally come when called

…Never ask to drive the car

…Don’t hang out with drug-using friends

…Don’t smoke or drink

…Don’t have to buy the latest fashions

…Don’t want to wear your clothes

…Don’t need a gazillion dollars for college,

and…

…If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.

The festive season is here again.

I live alone. Well, actually I have Rassilon and he is good enough company. My nearest friends are probably 150km away and closest family is now 1289 Km away in Tasmania. But of that family, I have never met ny great nephew or his father, so as you might guess, we aren’t exactly close. (my great nephew is 5 years old).

And in a way that is good. My sister is married with a family of in-laws, daughter and grandchildren, and this year, my mother. So they have a wonderful time at Christmas getting together and partying, even if they forget the reason for the holiday. They all enjoy the company.

I, on the other hand, don’t enjoy company. I can give you an idea of what I think of Christmas by the decorations I have to hang.

In the house there is…nothing. I can’t see any point in putting up decorations when I really never have visitors. I might have a visitor once every 2 years, if I am unlucky. I prefer to be alone, and don’t really wan’t visitors.

For Rassilon I bought a nice bandanna that looks like an elf’s collar. That is for his Christmas therapy visit. Christmas day falls on a Wednesday this year, and I would really like to go and visit anyone that is stuck in the hospital. He also has a set of reindeer antlers. that people liked seeing him in, and when he realised he was getting lots of pats because of them, he stoped shaking them off.

But for me, well I bought something for my car. A stick on sign showing my Christmas spirit..

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And of course, when I go to the hospital, I have a Christmas hat to wear, with the same sentiment.

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All I want for Christmas is for it to be OVER!

I haven’t bought Rassilon a present yet, but I will have to get him something special other than food, although he would be satisfied with that. He has so much that it is hard to think of anything new. He doesn’t play with toys and he has more clothes, leashes and collars than enough (and he doesn’t like greyhounds, so a friend is out of the question).

Ah well, the joy of Christmas. At least I have Rassilon, and he was the best gift I have had for a LONG TIME. He is the gift that keeps on giving, always doing something to make me proud of him.

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Give a greyhound the present of love this Christmas. Adopt it.

 

Noarlunga catch-up

Wednesday was a long day. It started at 09.30. Because this was to be a special visit where Rassilon was going to meet people for the first time in about 3 years, and meet up with nurses and patients from Repatriation General Hospital, I wanted him at his best, which meant a bath and conditioner to make him smell and feel lovely. I had to do it early to give him plenty of time to dry off before the 13.00 visit.

Rassilon and I then went to Noarlunga Hospital for out first therapy visit there. It is a continuation of our Repatriation General Hospital visits, but as RGH has now closed, the 2 wards we used to visit have now moved to Noarlunga hospital. It is a pity, because RGH was a lovely old hospital, and everyone (except the government) loved it.

Because of the impending move, the therapy visits stopped over a month ago, so Wednesday was a reunion visit for Rassilon. I have worked at Noarlunga, so there were other people to meet as well, like the people who were responsible for me even getting Rassilon. (They have invited us back to that section every week after our official visit).

The Noarlunga boss sent around an email letting everyone know that Rassilon would be visiting, so there were a lot of excited staff waiting. And luckily they were.

Because Rassilon has never been to Noarlunga, all the new surroundings, new smells and new noises, made him a bit stressed, panting away as we went around. But fortunately there were a lot of nurses up from RGH that knew him and made a big fuss over him, so while he was panting, thanks to the constant attention from people he knew and who he was comfortable with, he was still holding onto his visiting concentration, (unlike when he saw the cat).

The patients loved him, some of them were also from RGH and they remembered him. Because his name is hard to remember and hard for some people to pronounce, I made up some business cards with a picture of Rassilon and his name so I was able to hand them out to people at RGH, and I was surprised by how many patients in the hospital still had their card. What I will do for the next visit is print up some big pictures of Rassilon and put his name on them and laminate them, so they can be hung up on the wards, so people will know him when he visits.

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Trimmed down, this is Rassilon’s business card photo

But this visit was more to catch up with the nurses. In that sense it was a tremendous success. For TDS records I have to record the number of people who pat Rassilon, so I keep bed numbers (never names) for the patients, I record the number of staff and the number of visitors who pat him. This week it was 18 patients, 6 visitors34 staff.

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All ready for a first time visit. we must look our best.

It was all the attention from the nurses that kept Rassilon going this week. Nurses from RGH that have missed him visiting, and the Noarlunga nurses that heard all about him from the RGH nurses. So it really did turn out to be a good visit.

 

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Noarlunga Health Service

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A man came home from work early one day and found his wife in bed with three men. 

“Allo, Allo, Allo” he exclaimed.

His wife looked at him and said, “What, aren’t you talking to me any more”?

 

(Well they liked it in the hospital)