Something happened to Winnie yesterday afternoon.
It involved the kitchen table, Mary and six goose eggs in a bowl.
Not having CCTV in the kitchen, I will never be quite sure what indeed happend but when I returned from shopping for the Prof's birthday dinner ( I prepared a nice Indian banquet btw), the kitchen chairs had been knocked over , three goose eggs had disappeared and Winnie was limping very badly indeed.
I can only surmise what happened.
There is nothing quite drama Queeny than a poorly bulldog.
They kind of decend into the depths of mental decline, when ill or in pain and need very careful handling if they are to be cajoled into some sort of normality.
As the Prof chomped his way through a Chocolate choux Bun ( a gift from the Affable despots' girls) I gave Winnie a detailed physical, concentrating on her painful leg which she kindly waved in my direction from her collapsed position by the fire.
I couldn't feel anything abnormal, but it was clear that she had banged herself badly as she wasn't weight bearing the affected leg, so I gave her hip a full massage, slipped her an energy boosting morsal of chorizo sausage ( I know, I know!) and made her comfortable for the night.
Not a happy bunny
And so I've had to shower her fat face with sympathetic kisses, spoon half acup of sweet tea into her favourite bowl and have given her hip a gentle once over with warm hands
It's a good job I'm also a trained psychiatric nurse!
After I cut the lawn and weeded the borders, this photo was taken.
Still on her sickbed, Winnie was laid out in the sun to recuperate
There she was fed her dinner and given water, and she has remained
Watched over by George.
I think she'll pull through
I bet she's just loving all that attention. That limp could last for a long time!
ReplyDeleteI had a Springer Spaniel just like that, trouble was he used to forget himself and limp on the wrong leg every now and then. My best wishes to the Diva for a speedy and full recovery.
ReplyDeletea chair could have fallen upon her leg, or she could have jumped down from the table to the floor. poor old girl; give her a kiss from me, dear.
ReplyDeleteYou might try a hot water bottle too. My daughter's frenchie like one when he's injured or not feeling well.
ReplyDeletePoor girl....hope she mends well. But she will need a lot of TLC.
ReplyDeleteCCTV could be installed quite cheaply to survey the kitchen, The Ukrainian Village and the lane by your house. Then you could have endless hours of pleasure watching the tapes as well as seeing what the dogs are doing when you are not there. Maybe Winnie is just feigning the limp like Chelsea's Diego Costa.
ReplyDeleteOne of the very many pleasures of reading your blog is learning about the incredible personality of bulldogs. I am falling quite in love with their complicated psychologies. I hope she feels better very soon in both body and mind. I'm very grateful on her behalf that she lives with an bulldog savvy and kind family.
ReplyDeleteThe sweet little girl, baby her for as long as it takes, it shouldn't take more than a decade to get better.
ReplyDeleteHeal quickly, Winnie.
ReplyDeleteHey Winnie..appreciate the hands :) .. I could do with a hip massage myself John
ReplyDeleteJo in Auckland, NZ
Some animals really make the most of it; sounds like yours is a pro'.
ReplyDeleteI'm limping. Could I have some chorizo and a massage? And since you are a psychiatric nurse, my mind could use some help, too!
ReplyDeleteYou can get little action activated cameras which you could put on the windowsill to watch the shenanigans when you go out. We bought one to see how many rabbits were invading our paddock last year when all the veggies were going missing. It was on all night and caught two rabbits in action .... now I can't find the camera but when I do I will be spying on our dogs to see what they get up to when we go out.
ReplyDeleteI hope she is soon feeling better .... but I bet she milks it for all she's worth .... chorizo sausages, kisses, cuddles and hip massages ... what girl wouldn't ;-)
The physio has been doing the massage on my hip, (no kisses on the face) but I've now got chlorhydrate de tramadol and that, after two tabs. ,so far, works. Look after Winnie 's hips, I suspect that we are of an age...
ReplyDeleteWill cctv now be installed? Many a post could come from the viewings.
ReplyDeleteOh poor Winnie.
ReplyDeleteShe couldn't have a better nurse though.
Poor little Winnie...she is so lucky to have you.
ReplyDeleteThat's a pretty big injury for three goose eggs on a table. Wonder what really happened.
ReplyDeletePoor Winnie, I hope she enjoyed the goose eggs as she's paying for her thieving ways now!
ReplyDeleteWe had stuffing and veggies for Christmas dinner once, the turkey had been roast and left on a platter on the kitchen worktop to rest for a while, when Kiki (mutt, and really clever) somehow dragged said bird off the platter onto the floor and had great fun stuffing her face! She even managed to leave the platter intact on the worktop, and she didn't make herself sick either!
Mum wasn't what you'd call thrilled, but the rest of us thought it was wonderful!
how are bulldogs at acting?
ReplyDeleteBetter than Meryl Streep
DeleteI'm falling in love with Winnie. You do her proud.
ReplyDeletePoor sweet baby......next time just leave them on the floor so she doesn't hurt herself.
ReplyDeletePoor Winnie, I hope she gets better soon. tThat little scamp Mary probably put her up to something.
ReplyDelete:-( My world has clouded over - and I bet mine isn't the only one. Sending you healing thoughts, Winnie.
ReplyDeletePoor thing, I hope the pampering is all that she needs. Jack fell off the bed and he limped for several days.
ReplyDeletePoor Winnie, I hope she recovers soon, but if she's still suffering in a couple of days, perhaps a visit to the vet is in order? In an older dog, especially one of Winnie's "stature", a fall could develop into a serious hip problem.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure that Winnie was the culprit - she wasn't just trying to protect the eggs from Mary?
We didn't cover bulldog care in our mental health training. Maybe that's the difference between OTs and nurses. x
ReplyDeleteWe didn't cover bulldog care in our mental health training. Maybe that's the difference between OTs and nurses. x
ReplyDeleteOh, man. I wish you were my owner.
ReplyDeleteNow I surmise that she tried to get up on the table via the chair, and was knocked off by a more athletic, longer-legged animal, and the ego is badly bruised owing to the loss of the eggs and the teasing she endured!
ReplyDeleteI had a racing greyhound who managed to open the fridge door and devour a half pound of minced meat complete with plastic bag. Later I got a surprise - it was the only day the animal managed to win a race. Nowadays I'm more for the cats!
ReplyDeleteFunny!
DeletePoor Winnie! Though you really are such an enabler. :)
ReplyDeleteRunning late in blogland tonight...... Winnie is still limping but beat the other dogs to her dinner bowl this evening
ReplyDeletePoor Winnie, just glad that she has good nursing support to help her get through this. The dear old drama queen bull dog. When my black poodle male was desexed he couldn't walk for a week and I had to carry him in and out of the house . He really suffered from the surgery. Sadly he did not have a nurse to look after him but as a social worker I certainly empathised with his pain .....
ReplyDeleteGeorge is such a help !
ReplyDeletecheers, parsnip and thehamish
You should take lessons from Winnie; might get you coddled a bit.
ReplyDeleteWhat a drama queen. Get well soon Winnie
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