I have been making lots of positive posts and threads recently about good and decent Thai people and people have been making comments about how refreshing it has been.
Well let me make another one (the start anyway) but this one has a nasty twist in the tail (pun intended) at the end.
As part of my back rehab I have been shuffling along the local roads for exercise.
Suddenly without warning a dog came up from behind and bit the calf on my left leg. It wasn’t that serious but enough to draw blood from four puncture wounds. I limped home and asked my wife to fix me up. By the time I got the 800 metres home my sister in law had already heard about it and wanted to know immediately whose dog it was. I didn’t know but gave her the best directions I could before she raced off on her motorbike to find the culprit. Apparently if someone gets bitten by a dog and you weren’t doing anything wrong at the time the owner of the dog is expected to pay some kind of compensation.
Within minutes she had found out that it belonged to the man whose car we have hired in the past. As soon as he heard what had happened he drove to my house and took myself off to hospital for some shots. 2.5 hours, 3 needles and a plethora of tablets later and I arrived back home.
It cost me 775 baht and it seems that the owner has to pay that. I said I really didn’t mind but was told to keep quiet as that’s the way it is done around here! He turned up later that night with the cash.
Today I had to go back for my second and hopefully final set of needles. I say hopefully because it all depends if the Dog which bit me shows any signs of being ill. If it does I need to have more next month and again in August. If the dog, come Monday, is still healthy then I am in the clear.
On our way home from the hospital the first time it was explained to the owner of the dog about the situation of checking the dogs health in a few days time. My wife also told him that night when he came around to sort out compensation.
This morning on our way back into hospital we drove past the house where the mongrel mutt resided at and I made some joke about running it over. My sister in law said I am too late as the dog has already been sold to the bucket truck. (buyer who trades buckets for dogs which are then exported to the dinner plates of hungry Vietnamese people. I almost ran of the road in sheer anger. I can no longer now check the health of the dog which means I have to do the entire course of treatment. 2 more trips to hospital, 4 more needles, 400 hundred more baht. I might not even be here in August which would mean an expensive trip to the Dr's back home. Grrrrrr