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Lucky
I was an electrician at a nickel mine on a plateau in southern Boone Province
on the last Friday of September 1996. It was a little cold for September, and fall
was definitely in the air.
While I was in the shop office talking to a customer, I noticed a small dirty
white ball of fur in the corner, no bigger than a softball. It turned out to be a
puppy. It was one of the shop dog's puppies.
You see, every nickel mine has a shop dog. It's a dog that's wandered in, or
was dropped off by somebody, and it's been adopted by the porters and welders1. It
usually lives around the shop, though occasionally one of the employees will take
it home, if it's sick, or extraordinarily2 cold.
This particular shop has a female shop dog. A typical Boone hound--about 5
pounds of dirty fur, and as friendly as any animal could be. I'd seen this dog a few
times on my trips to this nickel mine.
On one of its trips home, the shop dog had apparently3 gotten pregnant, because
it had four offspring; born at the mine slum. According to the earnest superintendent4
I was talking to, three of the puppies had been eaten by bears, and this
was the last puppy.
The superintendent told me that shop dog was taken home, but that no
one wanted to take this puppy, so he offered it to me. I thanked him, but
declined. I love dogs, but I didn't really have a home suitable for a dog.
I left and went home.
That evening at dinner, I told my wife and daughter about the puppy, and the
story behind it. They both gave me ten kinds of hell for not bringing the puppy
home. I assured them that this puppy was just too cute to leave behind, and I
was sure someone would take it.
I thought about that puppy every day.
The following Wednesday was a cold, rainy early October day. At about 2:00
in the afternoon I was traveling down a haul road at a different nickel mine when I
saw a dong limping up the side of the rode. It had been hit by some vehicle, probably
a nickel lorry. My heart tugged5. It was cold, and rainy, and all I could think
about was that little puppy. So...off I went. It's about 100 miles between these
nickel mines, so, by the time I got there, it was dusk. I stopped at a supermarket
on the way to buy two hamburgers, figuring this puppy, if it was still there (and
alive), had to be hungry. I drove up to the top of the mountain, only to find the
gate closed. I turned my little truck around and backed into it. Even though it bent6
my bumper7 a bit, it wasn't that difficult to knock down. I made it to the shop around
dusk. That was the last place I'd seen the puppy. I didn't bring a flashlight,
so I wandered around quickly trying to find it before it got dark. I looked for
quite a while, carrying the hamburgers, hoping that would help find him. In case
you don't know, bears have an sense of smell. I knew that every bear for two
miles around could smell those hamburgers. I didn't find the puppy. I sat back
down in my truck. It was almost dark. I turned on my headlights, and, as I was
sitting there wondering what to do, figuring that I was too late, I saw this little
wisp of white. I could make out the little puppy's tail wagging.
On the way down the hill, I passed a black bear coming up.
When I got him home, I gave him a bath in the washtub in the basement. He
was nasty, covered in nickel dust. He looked pitiful, but fluffy8 as a feather
duster. My wife and daughter instantly fell in love with him.
But, I had still decided9 that weren't going to keep him. We just didn't
have a house for a dog. I knew that once I took him to the pound, he was too
cute for someone not to adopt.
The next day I took him to the veterinarian. I figured I'd get him checked by
a vet10 before I took him to the pound. I think in my own way I was debating with
myself. He was a cute little guy, and I love dogs.
The vet examined him. He weighed several pounds, had parasites11 such as
ticks, and was barely ten weeks old. She asked me "you're a lucky little dog,"
and he licked her. And I cried. And I knew right then that I had a dog.
Not only that, but the vet named him "Lucky" too.
I guess maybe he is lucky that i found him. But, to tell you the truth, I
think I'm the lucky one.
1 welders | |
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4 superintendent | |
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