A Tail of Two Pups

 

I can’t remember what year it was, but I’m going to guess close to ten years ago, when we were camping at Mclain State Park in the UP one July. We pulled into the parking lot on the other end of the park and let Dino, our wonder dog, out of the SUV. He was good about staying near, so I hadn’t put his leash on him yet. For some crazy reason, he trotted over to the only other vehicle in the lot and jumped in the front seat of their car.

The owners of the car were good-natured about it, and after many apologies, I had Dino under my control again.

Flash forward to this past Sunday. Dino has been gone nearly two and a half years, but he lives on.  

An Amazon car pulled into our yard to deliver a package. Hannah was in the yard and got to him before either Hubby or me. She was ready to launch herself into his vehicle. This is the dog who was terrified of getting in any vehicle only two months ago, but apparently, Dino’s spirit connected with her.

Our Corgi, Hannah, was born just a few days after Dino crossed the rainbow bridge. She has his soul, and it’s obvious where she will live out all of her days.