Saturday, January 23, 2010

Tranquil Garden - Sunflowers


Tranquil Garden - Sunflowers by Nancy Medina
40X30
Oil on Gallery Wrap Canvas

Artist contact: nancy@nancymedina.com



Today was quiet in Flower Mound Studio. This is the second anniversary of the death of the little heartbeat at my feet, Winnifred Wigglepants. She was my velcro pug and my love, and I miss her every moment of every day.

This is her diary entry on dogster the day she passed:


Winnie died this morning very early while she was in the care of the tech at the ICU. I think she was very tired. She was my brave girl and was such a big part of our lives. Please say a prayer that she is comforted now.

She loves breakfast-time so much. I hope that she is enjoying scrambley egg and a bowl of delicious kibble this morning and making the angels laugh with her roo roo roo morning song and breakfast time spinning.

Who will wash Howie's face now? Who will sit on my feet when I am on the 'puter? Who will keep dad company in the kitchen when he is cooking? Our little one with such a big heart is gone, and it all happened so quickly and unexpectedly.

We were so blessed to have her with us for just 2 short years. What an extraordinary little dog she was.

I told her last night it was okay to go - she was sitting up in her oxygen cage at the ICU for 2 days, waiting for me. She always sat and waited for me. The moment she laid down was when she passed.

Please hug your babies for me today and say a prayer for angel Winnie. She was cherished.


Winnie Wiggles
Heaven's Jiggliest Angel

Heavenly Missive - Tribute to Wiggles

Whippy creme and scrambled eggs are
Way up here in Heaven
In case you too
See only blue and wonder what you're gettin

They're other things like angel wings
With fur that's never sheddin'.
There's no disease or achin knees
and wrinkles smooth and silken

I fall asleep and dream of you
and times when we were given
to sprint and run and tug on toys
and dash to mom for lovin.

Tonight no tears oh Howie dear
because I have been taken
I’ll kiss your cheek and whiskers sweet
And heal the ache within you.

The pain it fades and goes away
And even loss feels lighter
When time moves on then pushes back
All that separates us.




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