On Saturday we decided to drive down the South Coast across the border to Kingscliff in Northern New South Wales for the day. The new Tugan Bypass takes what seems like an hour of waiting in traffic off the trip. The plan was to head to the beach so that Remy could have a game of soccer, a nice cool swim and then we'd all enjoy a long relaxing walk along the beach.
So following all that activity, we settled down under a large shady tree at Fingal Head, to a picnic lunch of sliced chilled Tandoori chicken, Coleslaw, tiny seeded Dinner Rolls and my version of a Greek cous cous salad (actually its one of Ainsley Harriott's recipes that I've adapted) along with some fresh cherries, slices of cold watermelon and crunchy seedless green grapes, followed by a bottle of iced Tea...Yum!
All was going to plan until just after lunch when Remy managed to recline on an Ants nest. These were not just your average little black ants, but really big, black, nasty, ferocious stinging ants.
Within seconds the area around his entire right eye blew up, then the right side of his snout, followed by the bottom and corner of his left eye. The poor little guy was in agony and trying to rub his eye with his paw. We managed to settle him somewhat with an towel dipped in icy water, but after about 20 mins decided to head back to Brisbane to the 24 hour vet hospital at Manly. Remy lay across the back seat of the car and tried to sleep, but his little face resembled that of the incredible hulk, minus the green tinge. I could feel his radiating pain, poor little guy.
After driving for an hour and what seemed like eternity in the waiting room we managed to see the vet. By this time it was over two and half hours since he'd been stung and some of the swelling had started to subside. He was given two injections, antihistamine and steroid.
The vet said he'd feel alot better after that. Anyway the swelling had disappeared by morning and he was back to his usual self. The funny thing was as soon as we got home from the vet he was keen to have a game of ball in the front garden. No way I told him, you're going to hop on your bed and have a little rest.
"Grumble, grumble, grumble. Geez mum to I have to?"
This will be my last post till next year. Summer is here in Australia and I have tonnes of holiday reading to keep me amused, might also find some time to laze about the pool in the back garden. The water was clear, sparkling and so very refreshing on the weekend.
Have a enjoyable festive season and most happy new year. To my Aussie friends have a great summer and to my many friends on the other side of the world, stay warm. Catch you all in 2009.
10 comments:
Aaawww, poor wee Remy. Hope he's back to looking like his santa piccy by now. He's such a sweety.
Awwww poor thing... my little 9 yo mini foxy nearly died last weekend as he thought it would be a good idea to try and eat a cane toad... not a good idea as they can kill them... so a mad rush to the vet at 1.00am, catheter and sedation and come Saturday morning he was much better... took him a few days to get over it...
Last night let him out to do a wee and what does he do... tries to catch another toad... apparently it is like they are tripping when they lick the toad so he obviously wants another hit lol....
aaaawwww poor Remy ... I'm so glad his cutie face has returned to normal.
Karyn ... one reason we don't have a doggy right now, too many of those bloody toads in our yard!! I'm glad he's OK now ... must've been scary for you.
Thanks Kel, Karyn and Maryanne. Oh my, those cane toads are deadly, glad to hear that your foxy is back to his usual self. The only good cane toad is a dead one.
My grandfather when he was alive had a cane farm up near Ingham in North Qld, the place was over run with toads at night. I hated them. I can recall seeing one jump out of a drain when we lived at Home Hill in the early 60's it was the size of a small cat. Seriously...
You have such a beautiful and brave dog there Bernadine, hope he is feeling better now
Awww Poor Remy.... He was so brave..... Love his little santa hat... give him a big hug for me...
Oh poor Remy. He must have been in agony. So glad to hear that he's getting better. Poor thing.
Sounds like poor ole Remy hit a green ant nest, very nasty indeed, I've had a few emergency's with Manly Vet as well. Its never nice when your furbaby needs that sort of attention. Glad to hear he is doing better now though, oh, and love that photo, what a top shot.
poor baby, how is he now?...............
He's fine now Robyn. His face is back to normal, he's not off his food, so that's a good thing. I was really concerned when he was bitten, as I'd never seen such a reaction in an animal before. I also located the nasty little culprits near where he was sitting so at least I was able to tell the vet what I thought had attacked him. She said it was a fairly common reaction to a sting.
One of those stinging black ants bit me between the toes a few weeks back at a bbq in the park and it hurt for hours after that.
Oh by the way, Remy says thanks for all the very kind wishes and he's thrilled that you like his lastest Santa pic. Merry Christmas to you all.
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