Whose a brave bunny?
Our wabbit friend comes onto the porch now,
seeking treats. Just inches away from our backdoor.
S A D D I
We went to a concert in Washington Park, SADDI sat peacefully next to me, watching the crowd. People passed by and had to comment at how beautiful SADDI is. But SADDI really didn't care, she had a comfortable spot on the grass leaning against her rici. i had brought a little picnic that we shared while listening to the music. It's a memory i visit often.
S A D D I
When we first moved downtown, in October 1997, we would take nightly walks at 10pm to the local college. It was a mild autumn, rarely rainy but usually windy. The leaves danced down from the tall trees that lined First avenue. i always let SADDI decide on the direction we took, so she could explore and be happy. The more we walked to the college, the more confident SADDI became in getting us to our destination. Except for the wind blowing and some weekend traffic, it was fairly quiet and peaceful. If SADDI heard something in the ivy,on the sides of our path, it always got her attention. When she couldn't find anything, our walk continued. Arriving at the Portland state campus, located in downtown Portland, it almost felt as though it all belonged to just us. Everyone must have been in their dorms studying. In the morning, we would often come to the campus. That made SADDI happy, the campus would come alive with students rushing to classes, squirrels chasing one another in the over grown trees and sometimes other dogs. But it was those late night walks, where it was just SADDI and i that have so much meaning within me. That i think about so often. When we returned home, SADDI was ready for bed and kept reminding me i should be in bed too.
Mosquito
If you think you’re too small to Make a Difference,
you haven’t spent the night with a mosquito
S A D D I
Missing those early Sunday mornings, when SADDI and i drove to the scenic Columbia River gorge, filled with sweet air, stopping at the numerous water falls along the way. SADDI was okay with the light mist from the falls and the quiet of the trails, which is why we always left so early. SADDI patiently walked next to me as i took pictures, never pulling. And i let her explore and sniff. We were good for one another ... she was better for me. On the way to the next falls,or as we headed back home, SADDI sat in the middle of the seat behind me. So whenever i looked in my rear view mirror, i could see SADDI smiling as she enjoyed the ride. As we passed a farm, i could glance back at SADDI to ensure she was seeing the horses that always made her happy.
S A D D I
When the weather, or the hour, did not allow for us to go for a walk, SADDI and i had to entertain one another in our small apartment. When a good song would play, i'd lift SADDI onto her back legs and we'd share a dance. SADDI would be smiling as i gently guided her in a small circle. Slowly lowering her back down to her four paws. i'd continue doing a silly dance as SADDI barked at me, wagging her tail. The entire time, she never stopped smiling.
S A D D I
How blessed was i. While so many of our fur babies struggle during the loud explosions from the 4th of July or thunder storms, SADDI never really showed signs of it really upsetting her. She'd wake up, come out to the living room (where i was) and just snuggle up, closely against me. So long as she was able to cuddle up with her rici, SADDI knew she was safe.
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