Words can be put onto paper by anyone. Recipes can be handed down by anyone, and life stories can be told around the dinner table. But combining them all takes a great messenger, and in this instance it is a little red hen that is in the driver’s seat. I am merely her vessel. This book is dedicated to one of the most beautiful souls we have had the privilege of encountering in this lifetime. Her purity is so great I cannot type without tears. I hope that you all walk away feeling ‘Dinked’ when you read about her in this book.
To Miss Dinks, this book is dedicated to you for showing us the power of unconditional love and all the lessons you shared with us and your army during your time here. Until we meet again dear friend. All our love.
RIP Miss Dinks
3 March 2011 – 12 September 2013