S A D D I
SADDI was usually very patient. One of many things she taught me. But when she became annoyed, SADDI would let out a heavy sigh or start sneezing. If we pretended to ignore her, SADDI would stand there, staring at us, a serious look on her face, as she loudly sighed. It was difficult not to laugh and if we did, that's when she would start sneezing. Otherwise, SADDI would sit calmly, waiting for dinner or snacks or even for her walk. or when i dressed her in something silly.
S A D D I
Lately, i've been thinking a lot about the first day SADDI and i were together (May 10, 1996). When i brought SADDI to her new home, we played and chased each other around the big backyard. SADDI explored everything that was now hers. After a while, i knew she needed a bath. So i took her into the house, placed her in the kitchen sink and turned on the water. She was instantly got scared. Standing on her back legs, with her front paws on my chest and her tiny sharp nails dug into me. i tried to hurry while still trying to get her nice and clean. When i tried to dry her off, she ran, soaking wet, into the front room, and wouldn't let me near her. It took a while, but i realized she didn't like the white towel. Thankfully i had other colors and was able to get her dried off. Our entire life together, she never got over that fear of white towels. SADDI stayed in the living room while i decided to take a shower. i closed the door and jumped her, but i could hear SADDI just outside the door crying. i opened the door, she stood there, looking up at me, wagging her tail. i told her i would be right out and closed the door to return to the shower. But SADDI started crying again. So i left the door open while i showered so SADDI could still see me. During the evening, we played inside. i grabbed a pair of my old socks and SADDI loved them as her new toy. A game of tug-a-war proved how strong this tiny puppy was. Even one of my old t-shirts turned into entertainment for SADDI. But then it was time for bed, SADDI stood at the foot of the bed while i got under the covers. SADDI started crying, so i asked what she was waiting for, this was her bed too. She jumped up and laid down on the pillow next to me. Where she stayed all night. i'm so glad i have that memory to come back to so often. Like SADDI, i need my memories so much.
S A D D I
For 10 years, i have cried everyday. And though it got easier with time, i learned how to smile again. 10 years ago today i kissed my SADDI good bye for the last time. i truly felt my heart shatter into a million pieces and it has never, nor will ever, fully recover. SADDI was my best friend. She taught me how to be a better human. She protected me during very ugly times in my life. i have so many regrets, wishing i had stopped looking for human friendship, because every single one of the used and abused me. SADDI deserved longer walks. More cuddle times. And we both just deserved more time together. No matter what happens in my life, August 9 will remain the worse day of my life. But, May 10,1996, the day SADDI picked me will always be the greatest day of my life. i love sharing the many memories i have of our life together. Some memories have faded, but from time to time they come back as if they happened yesterday. SADDI still visits me in my dreams and one day, likely very soon, i hope to be reunited with SADDI again. Until that time, i will celebrate and honor SADDI with the SAISAR unlimited foundation. It is my duty, for however much i have, to honor and celebrate Saisar SADDI Berrong.
S A D D I
It was a silly simple game. i'd throw a tennis ball at the wall, in the tennis court, and SADDI would chase it. i only threw it about 10 feet and SADDI was really good about catching it after one or two bounces. Once she caught the ball, she'd proudly gallop over to me, dropping the ball at my feet. Ready for the next throw.
(i never taught SADDI to do this, she just knew) If the ball ever got onto the other side of the net, SADDI just stood there looking at it. She never ventured over to the other side. i always had to go get it. This game never lasted long, because once SADDI was bored, she would just stop and start to walk towards the gate to leave the tennis court. Often i would ask her to pick up her ball, but she knew she had me to do that. SADDI knew who truly was in control. As she stood next to the gate, i'd go get her tennis ball and then put on her leash and we'd continue our walk within the park. That memory comes to me often, maybe because we did it so many times. Or maybe because SADDI was so happy playing this game. And seeing her smile made me so happy.
S A D D I
You knew it was really hot when SADDI willingly stepped into the water. Notice how she only has half her legs in the water, that was all she would do. If a wave rolled in and the water touched her belly, it was impossible to get her back into the water the rest of the day.
Natures Gardeners
i had planted wild flowers
around the edge of the patio,
but out raccoon, squirrel and rabbit visitors
found them too delicious.
3am Rain Storm
Is there anything more beautiful than a 3am summer rain storm? The quiet of the early morning interrupted by the peaceful sound of the falling moisture. The air freshened with an almost sweet scent as the rain washes away the summer dust.
S A D D I
Silly SADDI put up with so much ... and she usually didn't care. We could tease her, dress her up, chase her through the yard and even completely cover her with a blanket and hide from her. But the one thing we couldn't do, laugh at her. If we dressed her up and started laughing, SADDI would begin barking at us. Which, of course, made us laugh even more at her.
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