BLIND
The day we adapted Pixie, our blind Maltese,
the first things she did besides wiggle
was roll down the vinca slope
in front of our house,
and then charge back up.
Never made that mistake again.
Later that day she took off after a goose,
straight into the artificial lake
at the Kaufmann Foundation near our house.
Never got close to that two foot drop again.
Always ready to go, always learning,
that is our Pixie, bumping into life,
sometimes with a yelp.
It’s hard to see her ill and in pain
and know that it is getting to be that time.
We still need her to teach us blind faith—always will.
