Lockdown #4

Stella enlivened the fourth day of our five day lockdown by getting up for a loo stop at around 4:00 in the morning. Her loo chair tipped over and upended her, head first into the wall.

This was not entirely desirable!

Fortunately, she was wearing her emergency pendant and managed to press it. Unfortunately, the communication device for when the emergency pendant people respond is in the kitchen and Stella was in the bathroom so couldn't talk to them. They rang Lindsey. At 4:30 am!

They also called an ambulance.

Lindsey managed to raise Stella on her phone and talked to her until the ambulance arrived, about 30 minutes later. Off to the Frankston hospital with Stella. And there she remains with a huge lump on her head, two black eyes and a headache. She has had to have an operation to stop some bleeding. I think they have also sorted out her warfarin levels.

Ian added to the excitement of the lockdown evening by heading outside onto the lawn at Hill House, with Rupert and Hugo, to admire the lovely evening and the sunset. All was well, until Hugo went to sit on his knee (which he does by putting his bum on your knee and effectively sitting down, but with his paws on the ground). Alas, the weight of a Great Dane sitting on Ian's knee proved too much for the legs of the garden seat which gradually folded under. Fortunately Hugo was not damaged.  Equally fortunately, neither was Ian, although Ian would perhaps have been easier to sort out than Hugo would have been.  There still isn't an emergency, out of hours vet in Ballarat and there is an emergency department at the (human) hospital.

 

Hugo inspecting the damage to the chair.
Photo by Ian

Jim and I had a much less exciting lockdown day. We had the left over soup and bread for lunch. We had steak and chips for dinner. Jim watched lifestyle programs on the telly. I pottered around, in the garden and in the house. All was peaceful and calm.  All the more so because most construction work has been declared to be non-essential for the duration of the lockdown, so the builders and their noisy, beeping* machines are not messing about on the former reserve.

(* Not a euphemism. Those machines beep incessantly during the day.)

It can sometimes be difficult to tell where one of my ginger and cream cats finishes and the other starts. At least they are comfortable