Diary of a self-isolator: handwashing rant Part Two

Corona virus common sense: washing your lovely pinkies ain’t enough. Washing your palms and wrists ain’t enough.

On the other hand you do not need a full-body power shower each time you sneeze or touch a handrail.

Do you get where we’re going here? What do you wear on the lower part of your arms, connecting with your hands?

Coronavirus might be lurking in these…

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Diary of a social distancer – what about my dog?

As den mother to three canine Furballs (five if you include the cats) I have conducted an entirely unscientific survey to determine whether dogs can catch/transmit the novel corona virus. Rather like many other pieces of information about this, the results are as clear as mud. Enjoy.

Thanks to Cracked.com for the loan of this image. (My own Gordon Setter loves it – she’s exactly like the black & tan dog here.)

YES, ISH    (American Kennel Club) Li Lanjuan, an epidemiologist and representative of China’s National Health Commission cautioned pet owners in China to be vigilant about their own health and the health of their pets: “If pets go out and have contact with an infected person, they have the chance to get infected. By then, pets need to be isolated. In addition to people, we should be careful with other mammals especially pets.” [Read more…]

Diary of a social distancer 2 – who would have a Cockapoo?

Who would have a Cockapoo? Especially at Coronavirus time?

I wouldn’t have, except yet again I heard a long sob-story. That time it was about litter sisters aged nearly two who were to be split up and rehomed. Yes, I ended up with both of them.

The smaller of the two is the most loving, affectionate, welcoming, delightful, deceitful, scheming little killing machine you’ve ever seen on four curly, furry legs.

Mousey (back to camera) and sister Pippin having just had their hair done.

I renamed her ‘Mousey’ as I decided her original moniker of ‘Muffin’ was too gooey for her – that was after she had nipped out of the garden a few days after moving in, come back with an adult rabbit the size of a tomcat and killed it on the back doorstep. [Read more…]

Diary of a social distancer, 1

“You’ll give me a WHAT?” shouted the man behind the till, making his next-door colleague jump.

Poor chap. An employee of a Sainsbury Local store crapping himself about the coronavirus refused to pack my groceries because someone may have handled the carrier bag previously and licked their fingers to unstick it.

Who wants a squirt?

His eyes bulged behind his spectacle lenses, darting from side to side, looking for The Dreaded Virus in case it was coming for him with a chain saw.

“Tell you what,” I had said, “I’ll do a deal with you. [Read more…]

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