Special Treat for a Special Friend
Devon didn't finish his peanut butter and jelly sandwich,
so i waited for my special squirrel friend to visit
and she loved it.
S A D D I
i wish i could truly express my love for SADDI in words. But then i realized, after much thought, my words do not matter. SADDI knew how much i love her ... and where ever she is today, i hope she still knows. But what matters, is how i honor SADDI today. How i celebrate the love and teachings SADDI so unselfishly shared with me, that is what matters. There are very few humans in my life, so i accept my meaning in life is to help the needy doggies who are living on the street or in shelters waiting for forever homes. But i never do so with the hope for praise or attention to be directed at me. It is SADDI who deserves all the good and positive energy that comes from my sharing, because it is SADDI who taught me to do so. And through all this the love and devotion i cherish so much within my heart for SADDI, will be felt and seen by others.
S A D D I
i really miss
my nature walks
with SADDI.
She loved to explore
and i always let her guide me.
Basically, SADDI took me for walks.
My lil friend
My first visitor this morning when i opened the sliding door, was my special needs squirrel friend. She has good days and bad days, today is a good day. She’s able to stand on her back legs without falling. She had all the treats to herself for several minutes before the other squirrels came out and chased her away.
S A D D I
A second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year will never pass, i will always miss you so very much and my love and devotion will always grow. Whenever i come home and open the door, for a moment, i always wait to be barked at by you, as your welcoming home. i really miss that so much. On these cold nights, i miss you cuddled tightly against me and me ensuring the blanket is shared with you as you slept on my arm as your pill-low. Oh SADDI, my beautiful sweet little girl, your rici will never be complete without you.
S A D D I
When SADDI was alive, all i could think about at work was getting home and spending time with her. i hated leaving the house and when i could, i would stop by the house to check on her. These days, without her here, i find excuses to be out of the house for as long as possible. When i was home bound for a year, because of the amputation, spending a lot of time alone, within my own thoughts, the only thing that kept me sane were my memories. i always look forward to going to sleep, so i can be with SADDI again ... at least in my dreams.
Brave lil squirrel
My special needs squirrel is getting tough.
Not being bullied by the other squirrels.
Special Needs Squirrel
My special needs squirrel being bullied by another squirrel. i told the squirrel to be nice. My special needs squirrel usually sits off to the side of the yard waiting for the other squirrels to eat then leave. Then she’ll come over. If i’m available, i’ll hand her treats to ensure she gets something special. i relate a lot to this little squirrel, because of my handicap, i often feel like an outcast and alone.
S A D D I
While feeding the squirrels, i talk to SADDI, telling her how much she would love this house and all of nature's visitors that we receive. If SADDI were here, i know she'd be sitting on the sofa, constantly looking outside, watching everything going on.
It reminds of the time when we went to the park. SADDI saw a squirrel running across the grass and she began to chase it, with me on the other side of the leash. The squirrel jumped up into a thick talk tree, SADDI stood there on her back legs, her front paws holding the tree. The squirrel just high enough to look down at SADDI and tease her, doing some squirrel talk. SADDI stood there, looking up at the squirrel, then over to me with that beautiful smile. SADDI didn't want to leave, so she stood there for a couple of minutes. The squirrel, shaking it's tail and still talking down to her, must have become bored, because it ran up into the tree and out of sight. SADDI came down and allowed us to continue walking. But she kept looking back at the tree. The next couple of days, when we took our walk in the park, SADDI always went over to that tree and looked up, trying to find her squirrel friend.
My Very Special Squirrel Friend
This is my very special squirrel friend. She has some issues. It’s difficult for her to stand up without falling over and when she walks, she always struggles to go straight, but always seems to curve to the right. The other squirrels seem to bully her and chase her away from the treats. This is my little friend who always walks into the house when the screen door is open. i think she feels safe with me. i always try to feed her individually.
S A D D I
The park we walked to everyday for over 10 years, was attached to an old grade school turned into a daycare center. So it had basic amusements for kids; swings, slide and a merry-go-around. Autumn was my favorite time of year to walk through the park, filled with tall beautiful trees. SADDI always enjoyed having leaves tossed at her, as she attempted to catch them. It was so peaceful listening to her walking across the crunchy dry leaves as she explored. But now and then i would have some fun by getting on the merry-go-round while SADDI walked along side me as i spun around. She never wanted to ride on it, but she didn't seem to mind spinning me around.
S A D D I
Most of my memories of my 13.5 years with SADDI are quick flashbacks that pop into my mind at any given moment. They wouldn't have any meaning to anyone who wasn't with us, but those simple memories mean so very much to me. Like when i slept on the floor so SADDI could sleep on the love seat. i had my hand up rubbing her belly and the only part of her that i could see was her wet nose. Or how whenever we were getting ready for a walk, SADDI would jump up, off the ground, and i would go down to tease her. And when we would just up at the neighborhood park, SADDI leaning her body against mine, We would just sit there, especially on cool autumn days watching the leaves dance to the ground from the tall trees. When i am sleeping, and my dreams drift into the negatives, mostly about SADDI's last days, my eyes instantly open to seeing the sweet beautiful picture Devon made for me of SADDI. Almost as though she doesn't want me to remember her that way.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
