All the dogs are well here at Poundlane, but as the title suggests the human component are not faring so well. The virus cold thing I have been fighting off, has struck down three who have been home from school since Wednesday and two more of our children have got the tail end of it and Thomas seems at this moment to be immune to it. I don't often keep my children home from school, with our Florrie doing her first three years of school without missing a day, so they have to be pretty ill. The three that have been home from school though have been pretty rough and keeping their temperatures stable has taken some juggling with dosing them with paracetamol and ibuprofen. I think we are on the home straight now with them, as the noise they are making playing a game of scrabble at the dinning table behind me at the moment it sounds like they are pretty well over the worse.
Dogs are very therapeutic to have around when children or yourself are not feeling very well. If I'm busy there is always a cuddle buddy available for a child and the two photos below shows a moment between Treacle and Molly. Treacle had just jumped up to see how Molly was.
I have yet to get my sense of taste or smell back and I never realised how productive my sinuses could be. I must admit the lacking in sense of smell came in handy when driving the children, well enough to go to school, to school this morning and one of them decided to let rip (fart) and I sat smiling as the children begged me to open the electric windows and I asked , "Why ? I can't smell anything." I'm not that cruel and did open the windows.
Not being able to smell has also come in handy peeling and cutting up onions, as this evening preparing dinner, I looked to my side to see one of our sons Thomas almost crying from the onions that I had just chopped up, but they had no effect on me. The worst thing though, is the fact you can't taste as you are cooking to know if the flavours are right. I love food and the love I have for it is the sensory part, taste and smell, which are one of the same thing. So tonight was a bit of a mishmash, as I normally work on a Friday evening and the children have dinner with the in-laws, their Grandparents. David and me having both milked, on Fridays indulge in a fish and chip supper from a local Chippy, but because of their illness I felt it best that they were not dragged around the roads, as it is cold here at the moment and Molly who loves going to her Grandparents was still quite rough this morning, asked me to stay home. I don't take time off often and luckily where I milk they are very family orientated and understanding if a child is not well, so were okay and I will make up the milking this weekend.
So for the mishmash for dinner. I defrosted some beef mince and looking in the fridge found Brussel sprouts, mixed baby peppers, baby sweet corn, carrots and some new potatoes I had almost forgotten about. I turned this with the help of a few other ingredients into a sort of sweet curry mince with sauteed potatoes on top. When I tasted it, all I could taste was that it was sweet, so I employed all the children with taste buds still intact to taste for me and the way they eat up at the dinner table just now it must of tasted okay. My husband David has just finished his dinner (after arriving home from work after an awful milking, were everything that could go wrong, did) and just said, "What a lucky man I am to have a wonderful wife like you." He's yet to eat the home made rice pudding, I might be on a roll, look out later. Lol
The couple photos of Millie and me were taken by our son Bert last night as I just took five minutes out for a bit of dog therapy. Millie loves being smoothed and just talking to her you can see her eyes narrow and almost feel her releasing oxytocin, the bonding hormone. Many may of heard of the term, "Come to hand," where I come from when used as a term referring to an animal, it means that they not only except your hand upon them, but they push into the hand and show no tension to the hand, they "Come to hand." Working with animals, this is one of the most wonderful experiences you can have, when you are working with an animal that at the start is frightened of you, that moment they come to hand can almost take your breath away, I think some call it , "join up," whatever you call it, it is something to behold. Millie comes to hand, in fact she will press her head into your midriff and submit herself totally to your mercy.
Smoothing dogs is known to release oxytocin in both the human and the dog, which partly explains the strong attachment we feel to our canine companions and them to us. Touch is very important I feel to well being and I think that is were dogs now come into their own with humans. As we see humans become more insular by relying more and more on technology to communicate and to often porn to teach them about human intimacy, unfortunately we miss out on the therapeutic value of touch, without thinking touch is automatically sexual. Dogs I think are filling this gap for humans and we know that the world of touch that dogs share with us has health benefits.
Note in the photos you can see that I have done something a little stupid for the time of year and having a cold. A couple days ago I went and had all my hair cut off. I've been scalped ! Stupidly I said to Ann, "Do a Pixie, on me." Although happy with the cut, my annoyance of my hair had made me lose all sense and reasoning, on the fact that it's bloody cold without the stuff in January in the UK. Should of held fire for a couple of more months methinks. Lol
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.