July 7th 2012 7:42 pm
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Who adopted Who? Idgie’s story, in the beginning…
Worth the reading, however long… To leave anything out would be like leaving out the ice cream in a Banana Split ;)
I believe it was a perfect day in the spring of ’93. I had just finished my shift at a B&D warehouse on a Friday and was on my way home for the weekend… As I left the parking lot, a dog caught my eye, which was up on the tiny grassy hill near the break room door no one ever opens. Obviously full grown (about a year old later determined), short-haired and reddish in color except for the muzzle. But what stood out the most was one ear was up and the other flopped to the side. As I left, I figured it was just passing through as some dogs will, and didn’t give it another thought until Monday when I returned for work. There she still was in the parking lot…
My shift, along with my crew, started before the majority of the employees. I went into work like any other day, little did I know then it wouldn’t be like any other day…
We shared first break along with everyone else, as a catering truck came at that time. I went out with everyone else and there again was the dog. Not wanting to get close to anyone, nor wanting anyone to come near her. In the parking lot, my buddy tossed her a couple of his cookies, which she nearly swallowed whole, and remembered that she must have been here since Friday and was probably really hungry. So I bought her a chicken & rice burrito off the truck, broke it into pieces and tossed them in her direction, and she came closer and closer, I seen she had no collar or evidence she ever had one… Break over, everyone including me, started going back in. She followed me, and I thought she was probably thirsty too.
I scrounged up a bucket of water for her, took it outside and showed it to her and went back to work. And yes she WAS thirsty (maybe only had auto-sprinkler water all weekend). The dog’s attention to me didn’t go unnoticed by others who worked there.
Here I must tell you that anyone could enter the warehouse, but only go “so far” unless you worked there and had the gate code, or were buzzed in (as truck drivers were after checking in as needed).
She stayed just inside the warehouse, watching for me. She spotted me going into the office and “found” the driver’s window and jumped up to look for me. At first the others thought it was funny, but then she refused to let the truck drivers come in (her looks were very intimidating, especially when she was “protecting”)! So I was paged to the office… Mind you, I had no idea what this dog would do, even to me, but I would take her back outside, pretending to her and everyone else that I knew what I was doing, and it worked… I was paged a couple of more times, all before lunch…
Lunch time came (me and my crew took ours before the most of the others as we started our shift earlier) and there she was waiting… So for giggles, I opened my car door and invited her to take a ride with me. She jumped right in! We went to my friend’s work, who is also a dog person, to see what she thought. My friend said looks like you have a new dog and I just sighed...
Back to work, the dog back in the parking lot, with a happy belly, best I could come up with anyway, I hoped she would let the truckers in… This time I was paged because she would let the other employees OUT so they could take their lunch! She followed me outside so everyone could leave the warehouse; I told her it was o’kay for them to go to lunch, and she might get lucky LOL! All was well again, but when they came back from their lunch, I got word from several that she was scratching at my car! trying to get in! It was my Fiero and I loved that car!
That was how my day went… She wouldn’t let people in or out unless I was there! I couldn’t tell you how many times I was paged… So when my shift ended, what else could I do except find something to make into a lead/collar and take her home with me?
WHAT WAS I THINKING? I didn’t know anything about this dog, where she came from, what she was like, or what she was capable of! All I knew is that I couldn’t just leave here there…. I had an older dog, Rikki at home who couldn’t defend herself anymore if she had to, and 2 cats, one of whom (Buddy) had feline leukemia (another story, he lived beyond expectations to an old age) and she had already shown herself to act aggressive/dominate to strangers… (Here I must emphasis ACT!)
What happened? She was just all too happy to have a HOME finally and my worries on the drive home were unnecessary. As a matter of fact, that in all her time with me, though she took her watch dog duties seriously (no one dared to challenge her), her looks alone made people think twice (which is why I loved to take her with me when I walked to the store, people stepped aside even in the worst neighborhoods to let us pass), BUT she NEVER ONCE showed ANY signs of aggression EVER! Not on walks (her lead connected to a harness, not her “choker”), when visitors were invited in (no matter how many legs or how long they stayed), in long lines at rabies shot clinics with 50+ other dogs in line, at the vet’s office, where ever, she just accepted and went along with the program without a fuss.
Her first meal was served in a pot from my kitchen, next to a pot for her water. I left her in my little yard the next day when I went to work. I wasn’t sure enough about her to leave her alone with the others yet. I told myself, if it’s meant to be, she’ll be there when I get home, and she was…
I named her Idgie after a character on Fried Green Tomatoes… In the movie it’s said, “no one could quite tame Idgie” or something like that, and MY Idgie was just that… She was a very good girl, but never lost that bit of her “wild” side… A vital part of the family, there when she was needed, but did her own thing and was happy to have a place she could call home to do so…. She was a character, and I am grateful to have been blessed to have her in my life for so many years….
Never underestimate the power of a chicken & rice burrito….
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