It has been a while since I have written anything about Stinky Wink, but he has been on my mind much of the day--not that he's ever very far from my thoughts. We have been having a new deck built across the back of the house. Wink would have loved it because he could have viewed his little kingdom from a higher vantage point. When I look out the kitchen window above the sink, I can easily see his grave between the spindles of the railing.
I was planting some annuals beside Wink's grave, adding some color before the irises bloom out, and it struck me that Wink was right beside me, just as always was in life. Even though his body was resting peacefully in the ground next to me, I'm sure his spirit was there, as well, "helping" me plant, as he always did, using his perfect managerial skill! I realized, with gratitude and a tear-etched smile, that I will never be able to do anything in the gardens without thinking of Wink and feeling his presence as surely as if he were living and breathing right next to me.
I also realized that in just a few days, there will be two babies here to assist me. They will, no doubt, develop their own ways of "helping" me--probably not too constructively at first. :) They are going to have some big pawprints to fill. And I have no doubt that they will occasionally feel the nudge of an unseen nose, moving them in the right direction, helping me to teach them the correct way to do things.
Over the years, it has seemed to me that all the good qualities of the dogs in my life have come to rest in each current friend. It may be just my imagination, but those qualities seem to have been passed miraculously from one to the next, accumulating in each from the one before. If that is the case, these little guys, Huey and Taffy, should be a treasure-trove of love and companionship, with a healthy dose of orneriness thrown in. Regardless, they will be loved for their individuality and their unique precious little hearts. I look forward to watching them develop.
Stinky Wink, I still miss you more than I can say. But I have moved from despairing the loss of your physical presence, to rejoicing in gaining a real sense of your spiritual presence. I thank you for the love and companionship of all those years, and for the love you will pass on to the babies who will help to fill the void we feel since you left. You were one of a kind, my besses puppo!