Saturday, June 13, 2009
Picked up an interesting tip at work Thursday and I have yet to decide what to call it.
It was busy at work all day that day, one delivery after another to mostly-generous customers glad to get the nutritious and delicious I am proud to bring. Then late in the afternoon I went to a singlewide trailer that was about as old as I am, to a 300-poundish customer who stiffed me. As I left, her Chihuahua got out and made a beeline for the road, but I grabbed him up and carried him back to the residence. 'Dang dawg,' the woman said before thanking me and letting him back in.
Got back to the store a just a few minutes later another order--to the very same house. I got there and she had company, and I guess wanted to feed them, too. Once again she stiffed me (oh well, no surprise that time) and once again the dog got out and took off for the road. So, knowing that Chihuahuas tend to lack the sense to stay out of the road (Mama kept 'em when I was a kid) I picked him up again and took him back to the doorstep.
This time rotund customer said, "Yew wont that dawg? Cuz he seems like he wonts yew." No, I can't take your dog, ma'am, I replied. "Well I wuddunt kiddin, yew want im?
Hmmm I thought, my kids have been after me to get a dog for them to play with when they visit me every other weekend...I know the breed is all right and their poop piles are small, even though I am a cat person from way back, I guess it wouldn't hurt....
"Well if y'all don't want him I guess I'll take him."
"Good lemme git his bag of food for ya," and with that, I had a new buddy.
As for a name, I have it narrowed down to two choices. One is Tip, or Tippy, since he was sort of a tip from a customer...but that one isn't very colorful.
Since I know the breed and how they can be, and their origin in Mexico, I kinda like Pendejo as a name...and if it doesn't work out, a buddy gave me a recipe: