Depending of who you talk to, a greyhound can be exercised for about 20 minutes per day, or, 20 minutes every other day. We do our therapy visiting a couple of times per week, which is plenty of exercise for Rassilon, (We usually spend a minimum of 120 minutes on the visit, plus his time up and out before his visit and the walk from parking to the venue and back).
On the days when we are not visiting, I will most likely go to Reynella to check the mail for the housing co-op, and of course, Rassilon expects to come as well.
I always park under cover in area #1. Then we walk (following the line) to the PO Boxes at #2. Once I have checked the mail we go back the same way, usually stopping for a coffee and doggy chino at #3. If I require some shopping, I will put Rassilon back in the car and go to Aldi at #4.
This all sounds simple, but Rassilon is getting well known around the area, so we might be at the shopping centre for a couple of hours, getting stopped so people can pat Rassilon. Today, for example, we were at Reynella for 90 minutes before I went shopping for dog mince. (It’s actually human grade mince from Aldi, but it is the 2 star quality with the high fat content for Rassilon’s coat). On the bright side of things, I can safely eat the dogs mince if I needed to.
I could park right beside the PO boxes, but then Rassilon wouldn’t get his walk and I wouldn’t get my coffee. Of course, coffee at home is special now too.
Front of my coffee mug
Back of my coffee mug
Visiting the hospital is hot work because they have the air conditioner on, so when we have done 1 side of the 1st ward it is time for Rassilon to have a drink before we start the next side.
But the simple act of having a drink is a whole production. The nurse has to get a towel to put on the kitchen floor. And Rassilon, (like a certain other greyhound), has decided that the water with ice is far better than just water. Then we have to wipe up the water Rassilon has managed to splash on the floor, completely missing the towel.
Then before we go into the 2nd ward, he needs another iced water drink. Luckily he can stand in the hallway and splash over the carpet.
But on the other hand…Medical Records water from bottles doesn’t need ice, so Rassilon is quite happy to drink some but still splashing the rest over the floor.
And totally different is Rassilon drinking his doggy chino out of the take away cup. Not a drop of milk or froth is lost.
Doggy Chino. As the level drops, the nose gets deeper into the cup.
Tomorrow we have to go to the hospital for a non-therapy visit to medical records. All Rassilon’s “Self Proclaimed Aunties” want to see him and wish him a happy birthday. If we are allowed, we might go and visit the nurses on the wards too, but that might not be allowed.
I filmed this quickly with my spare phone, which I have now learned, should have been held the other way. But sometimes a video comes along once, and when a greyhound is desperate, you have to film straight away.
Just turn your head to the side.
I have pointed out to the nurse at the hospital that Rassilon stands like a ballet dancer. Not all the time, but a lot of the time. And it looks uncomfortable, but obviously isn’t or he wouldn’t keep doing it.
Yes, you see it right. One foot in front of the other, NOT side by side like a normal dog.
Rassilon, the ballet dancer
Big Nose wants his Doggy Chino.
I took Rassilon to the hospital yesterday for his weekly therapy visit. He had some dinner, then we went outside so he could have a wee and stretch his legs.
Well, he had a wee, but even though I wanted to film him in full flight, Rassilon decided that a slow walk was the way to go. The famous ‘Lazy Gene‘ that greyhounds have kicked in.
So here is Rassilon, free in the hospital garden.
Therapy dog services rules are being broken all the time, but I let them know what is happening, and they keep giving me more shifts. One I am looking forward to is at, the Flinders University Law department. There will be a few dogs there for stress relief during the law department exams. It is supposed to be for an hour, but I have been told that we can stay longer if we want.
We also have a couple of shifts at Unley again, but now I know, I will get there a bit earlier and I can have a meal in their restaurant. The last time I went there Rassilon got a take away meal of steak and kidney pie, something I was NOT tempted to eat.
So, we are in for a busy month with 7 visits. To stay a member of Therapy dogs, I only need to do 1 visit, but I am doing this as I am not working.
On a night when the scenery out the back of the house is so colourful, I was faced with the sad realisation I have a lifestyle conscious hippy greyhound, just after I said, “You wouldn’t eat this”.
I don’t think the photo conveys the vividness of the colours completely.
I had prepared something for tea earlier on, and I just have to put it in the microwave to heat it up when I am hungry. It is Mac and Cheese with added tofu cubes and extra cheese to bulk it up.
I cut 6 slices of tofu and grilled them, then cut 3 slices into cubes and added it to the bowl with some extra cheese. Later in the evening I was wondering what I could do with the 3 remaining slices of grilled tofu.
At this point, Rassilon dragged himself out of bed and wandered into the kitchen mooching for something to eat, so I held up a slice of tofu with the comment “You wouldn’t eat this”.
This was the third slice!
I stand corrected.
(This week in the hospital Rassilon had a white collar with pink patches and unicorns on it. People commented on the pink for a male, so I jokingly said, he was comfortable will his feminine side. I didn’t realise he was a hippy).
Apart from the packet of ham he was waiting for, (because I leave him in the car, and this is a treat for being left alone). It was shopping day today, for Rassilon’s favourite snack.
Remember the Dr Who connection with Rassilon.
(For those who don’t watch Dr Who, the final stage in the picture is a Dalek)