…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.


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.

office worker

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.


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,


…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..

bah humbug

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

BH Hat

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.


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.


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.

NHS Ready

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.



Noarlunga Health Service


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)

A day off…sort of.

eMonday morning and Rassilon and I was booked to go to the nursing home at Glengowrie, but on Sunday night I got a text message from TDS telling me that due to a hot weather forecast, the visit would probably be canceled. Officially, it was, on Monday morning, because the forecast was for 34 celsius (it was 35 in my back yard at 8.30am).

Rassilon was ready for the sun, although it took at least an hour for him to cool down in front of the air conditioner. So how does a greyhound get ready for the sun?..Like this…


My Cool. Actually he was only Mr Look Cool

On Wednesday we are booked to go to Noarlunga Hospital, fortunately the weather forecast is for cooler weather, but I would still go in the heat, because it is so close that Rassilon wouldn’t be in the car for long, and both the hospital and car are air conditioned.

And of course, Rassilon has his first visit attire ready for the hospital.

Christmas tie

Really high class dogs wear bow ties. Rassilon is the highest.colorbar

A young boy came home from school and asked his father

“Where do people come from”?

The father explained that “God created man and woman, so they came from God”.

The boy then asked his mother “Where do people come from”?

The mother explained her theory of evolution and how man came from monkeys.

The boy went back to his father and pointed out the difference in the answers, asking “Did you lie to me”?

“No” said the father, “I was only explaining about MY side of the family”.


The greyhound mind is just weird.

On Monday we went to Bedford Industries for our therapy visit. While there someone turned on the ceiling fan, which was at least 20 feet away, down the room and attached to the, probably, 10 foot high ceiling.


But despite the distance, Rassilon decided he would prefer to be outside, or at leas out of the room and he needed to get out QUICKLY. Such is the thought process of a greyhound, he would only go back into the room when the ceiling fans were completely stopped.

Today was hot. 33 degrees celsius. We went out to check the mail, and Rassilon had a big pat and cuddle from a man we meet regularly (his wife got his greyhound in their divorce, and it is obvious he misses it), then Rassilon had a sausage roll and a cup of water. A long nose is great for getting into cups. (This guy is obviously a Rassilon favourite, because greyhounds generally don’t like strangers giving them a hug).

We came home and I went to bed to watch TV, and Rassilon came in to join me, because it was cool in the bedroom. But why this oscillating fan was all right, and a ceiling fan 30 feet away wasn’t beats me. (The portable air conditioner is fine too)

fan club

The fan was actually running, and no more than 3 feet away. 

There can only be one answer…


Yesterday we went to another nursing home and Rassilon was just fantastic, even though that was our 3rd visit in a week, and it was very hot. But luckily they have air conditioning not fans.


What is a gentleman?


Someone who knows how to play the bagpipes…

…But doesn’t

The ups and downs of visiting

So far this week Rassilon and I have been out  visiting twice, and we are out again tomorrow.

But on Monday we went to Bedford Industries, a facility for people with intellectual disabilities. Unfortunately they had music group booked in, and forgot to cancel the dog visit.


There was good and bad. The good was Rassilon standing next to some tom tom drums and someone was bashing away on them and Rassilon didn’t flinch. Then the piano started up and the singer was shouting through the microphone, and Rassilon didn’t flinch.

Then, because there was a lot of people in the room, someone turned the ceiling fans on, and Rassilon was out the door in a couple of seconds, and refused to go back into the room until the fans had come to a COMPLETE stop.

The fan incident really stressed him, and even though we went back into the room, Rassilon was still panting. Luckily a staff member agreed that the people were going to be more interested in the singing and dancing, and because Rassilon was stressing, we were allowed to leave early.


There is a LOT MORE of the place behind this building. There are a few warehouses where people work

Today, as a complete opposite, we went to the nursing home that looked after me last week. This was not an official TDS visit, just a repayment visit for looking after me (but we will go back again if asked).


I say it was the opposite, because Monday was stress and panting, today was so relaxed, Rassilon just lay down on the floor and fell asleep. I had to keep getting him up to go and visit the residents, who were all so thrilled to meet him.

One of the staff has just adopted a greyhound (8 weeks ago), and she was sitting on the floor patting Rassilon long after her shift had finished. Her dog is still in the nervous stage, so I think she was thrilled to (a) meet another greyhound and (b) see how relaxed they are once they get settled. She loved it when Rassilon reached over and put his paw on her foot, as much as saying :You can stay right there’

The residents that were interested in meeting Rassilon all came to the lounge, and had a great time patting him and I had a great time telling them about greyhounds. So today was really enjoyable for both of us.


Again, the building is a lot deeper than it is wide.and shaped like a big sideways E


Have you noticed how times are changing?

Even exit signs are on the way out.