Meet Gidget. I was just a tiny girl, and she a tiny pup when I she became part of our family. Hitting it off immediately, this little gal became my shadow.
Gidget was my best pal. To be such a small dog she was the absolute best a watch dog and protector. Often going nose to nose with large neighborhood bulldogs and shepherds that would come into our yard. She would send them running as she nipped on their heels with them running tails tucked as they left. I am sure they were getting an earful with her barking in the chase. Once a Doberman jumped over the neighbors fence and came running after us. Granny told us to run to the climbing tree. Granny and Gidget stood ground, giving us time to climb the tree. I do not remember the dog going home or what. I just know we did not get eaten, neither did Granny or Gidget.
As fierce as she was protecting her us, she was that much more gentle towards us. I was fascinated with her swollen boobies after she had puppies. So one day I rolled her over and squeezed one of her boobies and looked in awe as milk came out. She just laid there. She would let me do anything to her. Poor girl.
Gidget was so funny. I think she thought she was a human. She loved our birthday parties. Whatever we did, she found herself in the middle of it. If we were chewing gum, Gidget was chewing gum. She however, loved to pull and stretch the gum with her paws and make a mess. One party favor that she really enjoyed was the parachute men. They were in cylinder tubes. You blow the tubes and the parachute man comes out and floats down. She had a tube in her mouth and tried to throw her head back, mimicking us. She was never able to get her parachute to fly. 🙂 But it was not from lack of trying.
I remember well the dark feeling that fell over my heart the day Gidget went missing. She had a litter of puppies under the house that needed feeding. She never stayed away from her babies long, so we knew something was bad wrong for her to stay away.
We looked everywhere, and eventually found her at my neighbors. The night before their someone had broken into their home. Gidget, we suppose, tried to protect our friends home, and was ran over. My heart was broken.
I miss that sweet girl, a hero of my youth.