It is appropriate for a dog whose name reflects one of Australia’s best-known poems (Clancy of the Overflow), as well as one of India’s most-loved writers (Rabindranath Tagore, author of Bengali Days), that he should include the Melbourne art scene in his socialisation schedule. We went to Sharon Kenney’s installation, which you can see in Footscray. Clancy was entering one of the heartlands of Vietnamese Melbourne, just a short walk from the Footscray Market. Visiting the gallery required Clancy to climb his first staircase. I was certainly to tired to carry him up the stairs, but he got the hang of it very well. After taking in the exhibition, Clancy chilled with Sharon for half an hour, while I dashed out to buy a few essentials. I hadn’t been able to do much shopping because of having my baby in tow. I didn’t want to leave him in the car, and I could hardly take him into the Halal butcher. So I quickly dashed into the Vietnamese shop to get Clancy some chicken feet. When we got home, Clancy hoed into his first chicken foot with a very intense expression on his face.
First the therapist, then the patient.
Clancy’s first order of business on Thursday though was a visit to Dr Kochar’s clinic. We are hoping that he may become the clinic dog for up to three afternoons a week when he is older. Dr Kochar originally intended to take Clancy’s litter brother, but for various personal reasons was unable to do so. I really hope that Clancy’s friendly, outgoing personality will be just what’s needed to help ease communication with withdrawn patients. Clancy actually weed on the floor in Dr Kochar’s consulting room, much to my embarassment. I think it was because he was feeling overwhelmed. As a would-be therapist, Clancy models himself on Dr Kochar, hence his adoption of Singh as his middle name. My hunch is that there is a strong element of transference here, but Clancy insists that he just thinks he would look cute in a turban.
Back home from the clinic, we barely had time for a cat nap when Dr Aish Ryan, from Vets At Home came to the door. We went into the back yard and Clancy was, as usual, happy to find a new friend. Aish was impressed with the way Clancy pranced around the garden, being confident, inquisitive and playful. He was also very responsive to both Aish and me. I could sit back and take photos while Aish handled Clancy. His vaccination passed virtually unnoticed. The only thing that Aish needed me for was to hold him while she put the Kennel Cough medication up his nose. He recovered from that in a matter of moments. Clancy is a dog who seems to have a very good bounce back.