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Day 25: Skippy the Kangaroo makes for a good pub lunch date!

  • Writer: Samantha Knight
    Samantha Knight
  • Feb 27, 2022
  • 3 min read

Updated: Apr 6, 2022

With early bedtimes come even earlier starts. My wake-up call this morning, on a Sunday was 6.45am!!


After all my preaching yesterday about how wonderful it is now he has his own little bedroom and for me to have my bed back…. Well this morning at 6.45am I’ve caved! I have a little snorer enjoying a Sunday morning lie in with me!

Lloris the french bulldog snoring in mummy’s bed
Sunday Snoring in Mummy’s Bed!

The ‘No more getting on mummy’s bed’ rule has lasted the whole of 5 minutes! Well, 17 days to be exact!


The funny thing is, the only person getting a lie-in here is Lloris! I’m so fearful he’s going to get up and jump off the bed and cripple his spine again that I am sat here awake and watching over him whilst he gently snuffle-snores away. But he’s happy, I shall just have to live a little longer with bags under my eyes!


Sunday means two things in this household … a walk around the woods and a roast dinner. Wanting to return life to some kind of version of normal ASAP, we embark on a mini woods excursion!

Lloris the french bulldog hops like a kangaroo around the woods
A Sunday stroll or Kangaroo hop around the woods

His right foot is still looking very weak and he’s now kind of skipping and hopping around like a kangaroo!




Now we just have the roast dinner box to tick and I’m thinking Am I brave enough? (or more like do I trust him) to venture over to the pub instead of staying in and cooking at home?


He does love going to the pub and they cook him up sausages and he gets lots of attention … but do I really want the attention of him accidentally piddling on the floor whilst people around us are tucking into their Yorkshire puddings!? Hmmmm tough one!

As I look down at his adorable angelic face he’s got me conned and yes, against my better judgement he’s coming to the pub!

My only slight saving grace is that i’m dragging my oldest and dearest friend along with us, so at least I have someone to share in the embarrassment should this all go horribly wrong!


The saying don’t try to run before you can walk seems to be echoing in my mind today. This is too soon, we are yet to have an accident free day at home so what on earth am I thinking?!

As we walk through the pub doors I am suddenly and acutely aware that the flooring is all real wood floor boards. Oh dear, they will soak in any ‘accidents’ and smell sweetly forever more. I’ve surely made a mistake but he’s already getting fussed over by the staff so it’s too late to turn back now.

Wish me luck!

He is the star attraction for many of the customers and he is of course lapping it up!

Lloris the french bulldog at the pub toasting his speedy recovery
A Toast to my beautiful boys speedy recovery

Sausages arrive and they are hoovered up within seconds.



Well what can I say? Aside from chewing on the table leg and a very very slight ‘pee dribble’ starting early as we make our final steps out of the pub across their coconut foot mat, the pup has done his mum proud! Such a well behaved pooch!!


Lloris the french bulldog chewing the table leg at the pub
Lloris chewing the table leg - that’s what happens if he’s made to wait for his sausages!

He even made the 200mtr walk on an old tarmac path there and back without destroying his feet! Well, they got a tiny bit battered…awww



What an absolutely lovely day.


This weak right leg is increasingly worrying me though, something to work on next week. He can’t keep scuffing up his beautiful little toes.


Once again; it has not been a completely accident free day at home but when I look back at the days when he was getting through 12 nappies a day, then we have come so very far. He never has a nappy on anymore!



 
 
 

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THANK YOU’s

Whilst it goes without saying that a big chunk of credit for Lloris’s rehabilitation to being a walking puppy dog again goes unquestionably to him! There have been many helping hands along the way that are more than deserving of a mention … 


Thank you to; 

Davies Vet (Johnny & Alex) for their remarkable surgery, prompt action and after care. He came home a calm and happy dog…even if his legs weren’t working…his wound has healed remarkably well without scaring.


To Dr Rinnert van den Bergh - The Holistic Vet who never raised an eyebrow at his little accidents and always progressed him further after every treatment.  Lloris is especially grateful for the liver paste you would win him over with! 


To Nisha from Paws & Hooves - Hydrotherapy.  You have been remarkable in your patience with Lloris. Thank you for answering the phone when many others didn’t that day.  Finding you was meant to be.


To Willow Vets in Newport Pagnell who took Lloris on as a new case for his cancer straight away and operated within two days. The entire team of staff have been nothing but kind and professional and whilst Lloris will continue to hate you all (hate may be a bit of strong word…. But I’m not so sure?!) I on the other hand think you are all amazing. 


To his Uncle Cristian for building his ‘Frenchie Bouncer’ was a big game changer in our rehab! 


To his Grandad for building his Pig Pen which he has grown to love 


To his Nanny for his the daily love and company not to mention the endless cleaning of him and my house!  We truly couldn’t have got through this without you, you gave me the break I needed to keep my sanity. 


To Matt the Chippy for his back door ramp! 


To the IVDD Facebook support group.  I learned so much from you. https://www.facebook.com/groups/178483559398659/?ref=share


To my friends and family who reached out to help me. Everyone of you that messaged, read our blog and paid an interest in both his and my well being made such a difference on both the dark days and the light.   Lloris loves people so the visits and gifts all lifted his spirits and snapped him out of the sulks!


To Dan, Lloris’s dad. You stepped up when he needed you the most and answered our cry for help to get him to the hospital that day.  It will always be a shame we couldn’t stay the family unit we had wanted for him. We certainly tried!  Thank you for letting him live with me, I can’t imagine the heartache of giving him up. 


To the friend in my life that gave me focus from day 1 when I asked for help bringing him home … he said something like  “I have the dentist so can’t help you that day, I would if I could but … you’re going to have to get used to handling him and lugging him about on your own, so you may as well just get on with it now”. I thought he was being an unhelpful arse at the time but actually that was the best piece of advice I could have been given. Man up and get on with it.  You can’t turn back time or change anything. You are where you are, so take a deep breath and in the words of Nike - Just do it. 


And that we did! 

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