This will be the last of my daily blogs. I have been privileged to have an outlet for dealing with my grief and in the wonderful responses and words of sympathy and encouragement from so many of you. It has helped more than I can say. Is my grief over? No. It never will be "over." It has become manageable and has reached a perspective from which I can deal with it. There are still occasional tears and an emptiness in this house that will not change until Huey comes to live with us.
I went to see Huey (Hugh Dylan Thomas) yesterday. He is so tiny--just a week old today. It was so good to hold him. His little paws are about the size of the end of my index finger. As I held him up to my face, it was almost like I could hear Stinky Wink whispering, "I'm okay. Now it's time for you to be okay." I know that's what he would want.
I'm going to work on Wink's grave today. I'll post pictures when it's finished and the irises are blooming. Thanks again to everyone for your support!
I still miss you, Winker, and I always will. We were too connected for me not to feel your loss for the rest of my life. And even though the pain lessens, the loss doesn't. I have no doubt you'll be here in spirit, helping to raise baby Huey. And what a wonderful example you'll be, my besses puppo!