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Really, Dogtor Rassilon.

We went visiting today, and thanks to an infection in one of the wards, our visit was a bit here and there. But Rassilon had his stethoscope on and was meeting lots of people, from the 2 babies at the front door, (super gentle Rassilon was fantastic with them), to the volunteers, who he bounded up to meet.

He had his hot dog for lunch, and a big run around the garden, where he took time to go and meet some of the staff that were out having their dinner. Then we went back in and had a big drink of iced water.


But it was on the ward where he really earned his title ‘Dogtor”.

We went into a room with 2 patients. One didn’t want to pat Rassilon and the other, the nurse said, was suffering “High Level Delirium” since they had arrived at the hospital.

When we went into the room and found out the first patient didn’t want to pat Rassilon, the second one looked and made a move in their chair. So we went to see them. We did not know at this time what was wrong with them, but they started smiling and talking to Rassilon and patting him.

The nurse couldn’t believe what she saw. She said the patient had only been aggressive and had not spoken since arriving on the weekend, so to see them smiling and talking was fantastic.

Sometimes you go for a while and you just seem to go through the motions, but then you start to talk to the people and you find out that they still have the postcard of Rassilon I gave them, and they have been waiting for him, looking forward to Wednesday for his visit.

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Or you get the BIG BREAKTHROUGH like we had today, when a patient changes completely just because Rassilon visited them. 

That is what makes you feel proud of your dog, because it is Rassilon the patients are reacting to, not me.


New leash for Rassilon.

Getting ready for visits later this week (we have 2 visits), Rassilon’s new leash arrived today.

At the moment he uses his official green leash, the green signifying that he doesn’t need a muzzle in public. But having read the letter from the government, Rassilon can wear anything, as long as I have his ID card card with him.

Well I have attached the ID card to the leash, so when Rassilon is on his leash, he has his ID card. It is very rare that he would be allowed off the leash in public, so he will always have his ID card on him, or at worst, with me.


Easy Identification of his duty.

When he was in training he would have had 1 leash and 1 collar. Those days have long gone. At the moment Rassilon has 36 Martingale collars, plus all his ordinary collars that he no longer use. And 10 leashes that I can think of, and a wardrobe of perhaps 9 coats, 3 harnesses, 3 pairs of sunglasses and assorted headgear.


Can ANYONE deny this sign wouldn’t work in your home?

Oops, My Mistake

Rassilon and I went to the hospital today and finished just over the allocated time. Unfortunately we only did 1 ward. 1 ward being closed due to a flu outbreak.

Of course, Rassilon ran in to get to the volunteers, then he spoke to the receptionist, then ran up the corridor to get to his adopted granny. He really is comfortable in the hospital now.

I put a nice bright collar on Rassilon, along with his stethoscope and bandanna with ‘Dogtor’ written on it.


It was only once we got to the hospital I realized my faux par.


The collar is a copy of the artwork from Mexico, celebrating…Día de Muertos.

Not good in a hospital, it is The Day of the Dead.

Fortunately none of the patients picked up on that, and only a few of the staff noticed. Next week we will pick something more suitable for a hospital.

A visit with a surprise.

Today, Rassilon and I went to Resthaven Mitcham, to visit a nursing home. We have been there before, but it was quite a while ago, and what a surprise we got. It is completely different.

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Main entrance to car park

We stayed for the required 90 minutes, and while we didn’t get to everyone on the list, we did manage to meet 22 extra people that weren’t on the list.

And the big surprise, some of the residents remembered us. Most remembered Rassilon, because he speaks to them, but one remembered me, which was a nice surprise, because I try to keep out of things as much as possible, the visit is Rassilon’s time.

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Main entrance to building

It is a very big place now, with 2 separate buildings. We only did 1 building, and missed out on the lock-up ward (dementia patients).

As we were leaving, and I was getting a copy of the paperwork for my report, Albie the cat walked down the hall. Luckily we had finished, because when Rassilon saw him, all he could think about was CAT.

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Statue outside main door

When we were there I tried to keep Rassilon from barking, but he is learning all the time, so he has learned that when people say goodbye, he is usually expected to say goodbye back, so now he doesn’t wait for me to ask him to say it, he just barks. Fortunately, no one minded him barking. (Actually, the office staff liked him speaking).

Well, hospital visit tomorrow, and I have put Rassilon’s stethoscope and “Dogtor” bandanna out so I don’t forget them this week. Let’s see how long the visit takes tomorrow. So far, with stethoscope = 185 minutes, without stethoscope = 100 minutes. Allotted time for visit = 90 minutes.


Dogtor Rassilon, ready for rounds.

The good side and the bad side.

Today we went to the hospital for out weekly visit. Rassilon wore his stethoscope, but the results were mixed.

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Rassilon, the Dogter.

On the plus side, just about everyone smiled when they saw him with his stethoscope around his neck. Apart from a single person, if they were awake, they wanted to pat Rassilon. He got pats from patients, visitors and staff, and he had so many photos taken today.

On one ward we were taken into the nurses station where Rassilon was patted by all the nurses and doctors. Out on the ward, after being patted, he decided to lay down and rest. So one of the patients sat down beside him and patted him. Rassilon returned the compliment by putting his paw on the patients leg to stop him moving away.

Seeing all the patients smiling was what the therapy dog visits are all about. And it was ALWAYS fun when the doctors patted him, telling them he was after their job. Even the doctors enjoyed seeing him with his stethoscope.

On the negative side. All that patting and photo taking takes time. Our visit is supposed to go from 1.00 pm to 2.30 pm. At 2.30 pm we hadn’t even finished in the first ward. The final result…the office where I get our free parking ticket, was closed. Luckily I was still able to get out for free, and, we were so late we didn’t have time to go to Medical Records.

Our 90 minute visit took 185 minutes. Luckily this is what I do, so I wasn’t worried by the extra time, but it has worn Rassilon out, and he is now in bed and not moving. (He had a long day on Monday as well).


ANY greyhound owner will recognize this maneuver.

Dog Vs People…Dog wins.

Today we went to the hospital for our visit, Yep! Wednesday again already.


This is why greyhounds make GREYT Therapy Dogs

As we went around we met a woman that, for the last few weeks has been happy just to look at Rassilon. Well today Rassilon was not putting up with that, so he went up to her and put his nose right in her hands, so she HAD to pat him.

Rassilon is smart like that. For 2 weeks he stayed away, but today, it was time for her to get over whatever was wrong and pat Rassilon, so he put himself right there, so she had no option but to pat him.

Later we went into the dementia ward. Dementia can change people, sometimes for good and sometimes for bad. I know of a couple of people who, when they were well, were quiet people, but when they developed dementia became abusive and aggressive.

When we got to the dementia ward we went to a room where the patient had her daughter visiting. The daughter said she didn’t want us to visit as her mother didn’t like dogs. Well that was pre-dementia. The woman made it quite obvious that she wanted to pat and hug Rassilon, and she had a big smile and was talking, and she really had a good time with Rassilon.

That is the sad side of dementia, peoples whole personality changes, they suddenly like things they didn’t or they forget things, even simple things like how to talk. But one thing I have noticed, if the person is a smoker, they never forget that, and they will still smoke.

We have to go to the hospital again on Friday for a ‘private’ visit to Medical Records. All of Rassilon’sself proclaimed aunties’ are going to hold a special 6th birthday party for him, because Friday is his birthday. That’s the good thing about adopting an ex-racing greyhound, or in Rassilon’s case, an ex-almost racer. You are able to get their life history, including a full family tree, and, exact birthday.

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Rassilon, modeling todays collar. (It is actually bluer than it looks)

P.S. Happy Birthday to Kilroy, who will be 8 (I think) in a couple of days.

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Check out what he is up to.


So For Rassilon and Kilroy

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