Curry the Dog Dewormed

The huge worm tablet measured three centimeters

Two weeks ago (on advice from my dear friend, Lynda) we set a project in action to deworm Curry, the dog which I posted about here. I say "project" because in Africa nothing is straightforward. Back home in first-world South Africa I'd pop into the vet and get worm tablets for my dog or cat. Not so simple here in Khartoum. Firstly, my husband asked around where we could find a vet. The night-watchman at the workshop said he would go to the vet for hubby and get whatever he needed.

The next day the night-watchman came to work and said the vet wanted to take blood from the dog before he could hand out the tablets. (Doh! No-one can come near Curry yet, so how would we catch him to take him to the vet?) Then the nightwatchman gave my husband an address of a shop which sells veterinarian products. Eventually after many stops and driving around the backstreets of the city,(I wish I had been with hubby; I'd have taken photos!) he arrived at the vet's shop. The man behind the counter spoke perfect English and knew exactly what was required. He placed a HUGE oblong tablet on the counter and told my husband that it should be cut into four pieces and administered every two weeks.

Curry reckonizes the ute we drive and is waiting for his food!

The night before de-worming day, I dished the leftover dinner into the container for Curry's food as normal. The next morning my husband crushed the tablet into the food, mixed it well and I added a little instant gravy for good measure.

Curry finished the last morsel of his food which was lace with de-worming medicine

When we placed the food into Curry's "dinner plate" he immediately started to eat it. My husband thought he might turn up his nose - what? At that delicious meal? No way. Curry ate every last drop, even licking the plate clean as he always does.

We have also begun crush a clove of fresh garlic in his food. I used to do this for my dogs when I lived on the diamond mines surrounded by the Namib desert. I believe it keeps fleas and ticks away which is a great help in this case where we cannot touch Curry to apply flea powder.

My husband has already noticed a vast improvement in Curry's appearance. His coat is beginning to shine (well, as much as it can under the dust and grime of his short life-time) and he is also filling out by the day. I will be going over to the workshop on the two-week date and will take more photos. I believe he will show a marked improvement to his already good condition.

Thank you dear Lynda, for reminding me of this important preventitive measure.