Davidson - January 2000 - Rusty was four years old. Baby Davidson was 2.5
In a departure from this site's standard format, I place
the following memorial to Rusty and Baby Davidson. Surely they are very
12 January 2000
Rusty and Davidson were brutally attacked and murdered by three pitbulls
in their own back yard and kennel and garage area. The police state that
there was no crime, because there were no witnesses, even though the pit
bulls ate through a fence, and broke and smashed through a kennel to get
our children. Harley, Baby Davidson's natural brother, is the pup that
Rusty and Davidson died where they are shown in the picture. Rusty
defended to his death. To make things worse the neighbours tried to hide
the scene, washed down our dogs, and threw them in the
Suzy Belle - January 2000, 2 years, 5 months
Suzy Belle was a wonderful brown long-haired dachshund, very special to my husband and me. She is now our little angel from doggy heaven and we know she is with us in spirit and watching over us every day. She had an accident and died from her injuries on 7 January at 7:30 p.m. We will miss her very much and she will always have a very special place in our hearts. Jim and Monica Jeffries
Oggy - January 2000, 13 months, 13 days old
Oggy, you were my first doxie. I had no idea what a joy you would be. You were my beloved companion, protector of all in your house and a friend to anyone who was caught up in the gaze of those warm knowing eyes. Your family and friends are so lost without you. Our house is so empty! God must have wanted you more than I needed you, though I don't see how that's possible! I am told time will ease the ache in my heart and dry the tears from my eyes but it will never erase the paw-prints from my soul. Run along and play my sweet boy. I'll be looking for those 'victory' laps when you see me coming and we'll cross the Bridge together, never to be parted again. We LOVE you, Mom, Dad, Brittany,Tristan,Chandra and Sarah
Grendel Schon Teckel - January 2000, 21 months
Our beautiful baby, Mommy and Daddy miss you very much and
think of you constantly. Thank you for giving us the gift of your love. No
one will ever replace you in our hearts. Wait for us at the Bridge, so we
can play again.
Marty - January 2000, 13
It is a sad day in our lives.
On 9 January 2000 at 11:36 a.m., Marty our dog, our best friend, and our
son, died of heart failure.
We do feel good that when he died we were there with him and as it
happened we were holding him. He did not die alone.
He will live on in our memories and our hearts. Though it has been mere
hours since his death we miss him so much. Our hearts are broken. We would
like to thank everyone who has
over the years opened their hearts to him. We know he will be missed by
We will never forget him. May Marty rest in peace. 27 April 1986 to 9
On the day Marty died there was a light snow the kind he loved to lick and
make his nose do snowplow. We miss you Bud.
Your granddaughter, Cheyenne has now joined you at the Rainbow Bridge. Make sure she introduces you to Flint so you can all play together.
Kevin and Mary
Bee Gee 'Baby Girl' Weace Culbertson - January 2000, 8 months
Baby Girl is what my husband and I called her. Needing a
name we decided B.G. would be it! She was a wonderful longhaired
black-and-tan 8-month-old dachshund from the first litter our 'parent'
dachshunds had. She was the runt with several bumps and problems along the
road. She was a fightwer however, and over came all. She was so playful
and loveable. She went to the Bridge in January of this year due to a
horrible freak accident. We thank God everyday for the short time he
allowed her to fill our life with joy.
Maggie Dachshund Brown - January 2000, 15 years, 9 months old
My little Maggie had many nicknames: Precious Queen, Queen
of All She Surveys, Daughter Dog, Maggarina, Maggatron and Maggers. I got
her on 6 June 1984 when she was just a pup. She accompanied me through a
bad marriage, many years of singleness and finally Maggie got herself a
good daddy. She attacked vacuum cleaners, barked at thunder and feared
nothing except the vet. She was much loved and will live in my heart
Wauzi - January 2000, 10 years old
Little lady - I will never forget you. Thanks for
everything... I know we will meet again.
January 2000, 4 years old
Rusty , a AKA registered red short hair. You were Susan's
and my Number One Son as we cannot have children together.
You were a champion.
You were unique.
We were proud of your abilities.
You defended and faced death in an heroic way.
We love you and it hurts us to have lost you this way. You are a 'special
breed' and no fear was in your life. You gave us unconitional love and it
was a joy and honour to have you as family.
If you can read this I want you to know I am proud of you. Your efforts
saved Harley. I am truly sorry, I thought you were safe when in your
kennel and back yard and garage. I never thought in my worst nightmares,
that you would have been attacked by the neighbours' pitbulls. Please
forgive me if you had pain.
Davidson - January
2000, 2.5 months old
Baby Davidson , an AKA registered golden short hair. We
waited a year for you and your birth was a joy to our life and hearts. You
were our baby and a planned family member.
You were a champion.
You were unique we were proud of your abilities.
You had a face that
would never be lost in a crowd.
We love you and it hurts us to have
lost you this way.
You were a special puppy and no fear was in your
life and had nothing to give us but love and it was a joy.
To see you experience the simple joys of life as when you saw your first
leaf blowing in the breeze in the back yard was blessing.
I am truly sorry, I thought you were safe when in your kennel and back
yard and garage . I never thought in my worst nightmares, that you would
have been attacked by the neighbours' pitbulls.
Joey 'Foo-Fah' Beck
- January 2000, 9 years old
He was one of my best friends, and like a child to
Mason Jar - January
2000, 14 years old
It has been over a year, Mason, but I still miss you
... we all do. Molly came into our lives eight months ago. She is smaller
than you were as a pup, more brown than red, and a sweet bundle of
energy. We love her dearly ... but she is not you, and I want you to know
that we think of you often. Thank you for all the years of love and all
the joy you gave. I am glad that you hurt no more and that you rest in
peace. You will always be with us my dear friend.
Specky - January 2000, 13+ years old
My dear baby, I'm sorry I wasn't there to hold you when you left. It was
already too late when we saw you, but we still think of you always and no other dog can
take your place.
The General - January 2000, 10 years
I met The General at the humane society where I volunteer, and he quickly
became my favourite. He was an older dachsie who had been picked up as a stray. It turned
out that The General was suffering from congestive heart failure and that the odds of him
being adopted were not good. Much to my wife's dismay, I brought him home, making him our
fourth dog. The General soon became my chair buddy and sleeping companion. Six months after I adopted him, his heart gave out, and he went to the Bridge. I still sometimes cry when I think about him, and I pray every night that we will will be reunited. Until then, The
General lives in my heart.
Molly Jean Sathrum - January 2000, 17 years old
I know that you are in a better place and I will always have a place for you in
my heart. We all love you and we miss you very much! We hope all is
Maxie O'Leary -
January 2000, 8 years, 9 months old
Maxie my most precious baby boy. You came to me at eight
months old after your breeder took you back from your first home because
of abuse. The angels in heaven smiled upon me that day. I wanted a
black-and-tan bitch to keep your shaded red sister company but you came
into my life, trying to bite me and not what I really wanted. You were a
boy and shaded red! I drove home with you on my lap wondering at my
sanity and fearful you would bite me. Love between us grew and was
totally cemented when you were neutered and I spent the day with you on
my bed just loving you as your anesethic wore off. You were my shadow,
sulking if I went out and did not take you 'tataz' with me. You loved me
unconditionally and made me the centre of your all-too-short life, just
as I made you the centre of mine. I still have your sister with me,
although she is now quite frail, also Casey, another shaded red baby
boy, and a delightful little black-and-cream
baby girl, but you know this because I know you are still with me. I feel
your presence and sometimes I can even smell your wonderful smell. Maxie
my 'Momo' I love you always and know that you will meet me one day when
we will be able to play together again. All my love, Mum
Taz (Razmataz) - January 2000, 4
Taz, you left us too soon. You were my beautiful copper red boy, my
buddy, my Tazman. You will always be missed. Thank you for all the good times, and
for sending Patch to us. There are times I could swear you are whispering in his
I can still picture you strutting along on our walks. I've never seen a dachsy with
such attitude.You knew you were special, and you were. Love you
Daisy Marie - January 2000, 13 years, 18 days old
Precious little girl, there is not a day
goes by that I don't miss you. No one ever loved me
like you did.
Beauregard - February 2000, 4 years, 10 days old
On a very happy day, 6 February 1996, we brought home a new
family member. We got to choose from a litter of five puppies. We chose
Barney because he was unique, the only male of the litter, the only black
and tan - his sisters were all red in color. He was an AKC registered
miniature dachshund, and he had a pedigree, with champion blood lines. We
named him 'Barney Rebel Beauregard' for the pedigree, but we called him
He was so small that my stuffed cat was larger than he was. He liked to
play with that toy cat and sleep by it too. Barney was very intelligent,
he was completely house trained three days after we brought him home. It
didn't take Barney long at all to learn new tricks, he could sit pretty
and speak, he could do stay - come, he would roll over if you just said
the words 'How do you weiner wrap a dog?' he would do a complete flip. He
threw things too - sometimes across the room - and we would laugh and then
he would continue to amuse us, with his playful center-stage
He also liked to sometimes lie on his back with his teeth showing while he
slept and it would look so cute and silly. Barney loved to sit on our love
seat and look out of our bay windows. It was his favorite place, so we
would always pull up the blinds for him, because if we didn't he would
stick his head right through the slats, and one time scuffed up his nose
One thing Barney did a lot of is cuddle. He shared so much love with us!
He liked to be hot and would love to sit on towels freshly out of the
dryer, and find a hot spot in the sun, to sit, and sleep. He slept with us
in our bed, he was our heating bad, he would burrow all the way down the
between the blankets. Barney was a cute, comical, intelligent dog and we
will miss him dearly.
Two years ago Barney went on vacation with us to Yellowstone and he got to
watch 'Old Faithful' erupt, we were on the front row, on the way home we
stopped at Dairy Queen and bought him a hot dog and a cup of icewater,
this was a real treat for Barney as we never fed him much table food to
tried and keep him healthy. We loved our Barney and he loved us
They say that memories are golden, and that might be true... but we never
wanted memories we only wanted you! A million times we have needed you, a
million tears we have cried. If love alone could have saved Barney, he
never would have died...
Throughout your life we loved you and we love you still, there will always
be a hole in our heart that no one else can fill. Forever in our hearts
forever you will be, even though your gone you'll be here with me
I found this poem and I know if Barney could talk to us now this is what
Rest in peace our beloved Barney.
Rastus - February 2000,
13 years, 9 months old
We said goodbye today to Rastus, my sister's beloved red
short-haired mini of almost 14 years. He was very tired and his heart
could no longer keep up. He died in our arms knowing he was much beloved
and always remembered in our hearts.
Go swiftly little guy to that wonderful Rainbow Bridge where you can chase
those chipmunks all day! Your cousins Abby and Katy will miss you much! We
love you always and forever sport! Until we see you
Sir Inquisitive of
Adair - February 2000, 12 years old
Quizzie was killed by a hit and run driver on Wednesday 23
February 2000. He had the dachshund tendency to escape, and he managed to
get out of two x-pen areas and his very own room he shares with the other
doxies. We called and called for him but we couldn't find him. My roommate
took her son to the child sitter and began to search for Quizzie along the
road on her way to work. She found Quizzie about 300 feet from the house.
She returned home and I could tell in her eyes that he was dead. She got a
box and towel and wrapped him up and brought him to me before she went to
work. And whoever ran him over didn't even bother to shop to try to help
him or try to find an owner...nothing.
Quizzie was my first mini doxie. I grew up with standards. He was the 'old
man' of my dachsies. He was neutered at six months and began working with
me as a therapy dog almost immediately after that surgery. He loved
working with the special needs children I worked with, and everyone loved
him. I trained him by reading books on therapy dogs. He was so gentle and
I called the Southeastern Pet Crematory, and the man was so kind. He drove
over 50 miles to come to my house, sit down and talk with me about
Quizzie, then he took Quizzie's body and returned to his business. Quizzie
was cremated and his remains are with me.
He was my companion, my special doxie who followed me around, and I will
miss him heartedly.
Annie - February 2000, 5 years, 6 months
Annie was our little Princess. We loved her very much. She
was so much fun and so much part of our family. We miss her terribly!
Chloe - February 2000, 15 years, 9 months old
Dearest 'little one', Yes, I know that you are waiting for
us at the Bridge, playing with your 'sister', Brigit. You came into our
lives almost 16 years ago when Brigit left us suddenly. The hole in our
hearts that you needed to fill was a big one and you did it from the
minute we saw you - small and cute as any dachsie could be. You continued
to please us through the years and, as you approached eight, our caring
vet (who has his own dachsies) pointed out that we should consider getting
you a friend to 'keep you young' and so you 'wouldn't be lonely'. We did
just that and Cricket came into our house to be your new 'sister'. You and
she bonded (once you saw she was there to stay) and together you ran
through the house chasing each other. Cricket doesn't like to run as much
as you did (you were still getting 'the crazies three days before you left
us). We miss hearing you run back forth in the upstairs hallway, while
Cricket stays downstairs and barks at you. We miss your soft whining in
the early morning when you sat at my side of the bed and asked to be
lifted up so you could spend an hour or so with us (without Cricket - just
the three of us). Daddy misses you insisting on licking his ice cream dish
- you were dachshund-persistant on that issue!
You bravely fought parvo three years ago and won. Your final battle was
with Cushings disease and in your final two years you put up an
unbelieveably brave fight. In the end, you had too much pain and any
movement was heartbreaking for us to watch and horrible for you to endure.
You went without questioning or hesitation to the Bridge. May we be so
brave when our time comes to join you and Brigit.
Magic - February 2000, 13 years, 7 months old
Magic, was a very fun loving little girl, enjoying life to
the fullest. Until we meet again, sweetie. Never far from our thoughts.
Always in our hearts. We love and miss you. Mom and Dad
Doogle - February 2000,
12 years old
We rescued Doogle about 18 months ago. We took him so he no
longer had to be in foster care. He was almost 11 when we took him. We
decided to give him a home in the last part of his life. We did not expect
it to be so short. He became part of the family in that short time. We
miss him playing ball, jumping up when we get home from work, wishing to
be able to get at the bird, sleeping with my son, lying on the back of the
sofa in the sunshine...
Holly Dewey - February 2000, 13 years old
I wish everyone could have known my baby Holly. I picked
her out when I was 12 years old. She was one of five pups I was choosing
from. She climbed into my lap and I knew she was the one. She was a gift
from God to me. I cannot begin to express the love I feel for her. She was
my best friend for so many years. I have loved her for over half of my
life. Holly slept with me every night. She loved for me to hold her and to
share a pillow. She usually woke me up by giving me a kiss on the nose.
Whenever I came home, she would be waiting at the top of the stairs
waiting for me with her tail wagging. She was so very proctective of me.
She did not want anyone to close to me especially a boy. When I dated she
would sit between my date and me - you can imagine how they loved that.
The first guy she ever liked that I dated is the man that I married. She
always knew exactly what I needed. Right now I need her so much. She comes
to me in dreams now. I know she is still trying to take care of me. I wish
I could still take care of her.
My sweet Holly I just want you to know that I love you so very much and
cannot wait till you meet me when it is my time to be with you. Holly you
were truly the most delighful dog. I miss you and love you very
Love always and forever, Shelly
Mister Nagy -
February 2000, 7 years, 10 months old
Mister, we miss you very very much. You were a crazy and
wonderful dog. You brought us many laughs during your life. It was fun
playing with you outside and watching you chase the UPS man's truck. We
will always remember you when we see a UPS truck. We hope you are having
fun with your friends at the Bridge. There will never be another dog quite
like you, you were definately a one-of-a-kind. We were so sad to lose you
so suddenly, it broke all of our hearts, but we know you are at the Bridge
waiting for us. Not a day goes by that we dont think of you, you are
always in our thoughts. We will love you forever.
Daddy,Mommy,Britton,Kersten and Caylon
Rusty Fromin -
February 2000, 8 years old
Schnapps Jones -
February 2000, 13 years old
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and
true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of
We miss you Schnappsie!
Siegfrieda Garlick-Sloman - February 2000, 6 years, 5 months old
She was a beautiful girl. She loved us all and she was a
champion friend to mum, who is self-employed at home. She ws devastated
when our Siegfrieda (Ziggy we called her for short) died. She was killed
by a snake bite, and we did not find her for three days in 40C heat after
she went missing and by then she had deteriorated. My whole family and
everyone that visits the shop really misses her, and so does her dog
friend, Max, who was six months old when she died. They had known each
other for four months. She was a minature smooth
Lil Bit/Snoot - February 2000, 13 years old
It has been a year now since you went to the Bridge, and I still miss you
terribly. Tudi misses you too. We got a new dog, she is a pomeranian, also
an orphan, but she can never take your place. We do love her though, and I
know you guys would have been great friends. We are looking for another
dog just like you that we can adopt. I hope you are enjoying yourself at
the Bridge, it looks like a wonderful place, and I know they all love you
there, just like we did.
Schultzy - February
2000, 19 years old
How do I begin to tell you what it was like to love you for
19 years? How do I put into words the feelings I have when I look at you?
How do I describe to you the smell of your skin or the feel of your small
body in my hands? How do I tell you oh how I loved you? Simply, you are my
Lover.I so love you, Mom.
Schatze Durst - February 2000, 16 years old
My beloved dachsie was like a best friend to me. She was
there when I graduated from fifth grade, there when I graduated from
middle school, there when I graduated from high school, and there when I
graduated from college. She was there for me during all of the difficult
times associated with all of these places, and I miss 'hanging out with
her'. Even though she was quite the skinny girl by then, I made sure that
we were photographed together before my wedding, four months before she
passed. Despite others saying I'm silly, I can't help feeling that my
moving out of the house made you weaker - we were so close. I know that
you are now pain-free and plump, chasing cats (and bigger dogs!) over the
Bridge. I bought a male dachsie two months later and named him Schultze in
her memory, but she is always in my thoughts.
Dallas - 'Pretty Girl' - February 2000, 6 years, 4 months old
Dallas - we all miss you SO much! I have a lot of guilt and
sadness about your passing. I am so sorry I did not do more for you. Papaw
drove 45 minutes to tell me you had died so he would not have to tell me over
the phone. I knew when I saw him at my door that you were gone. I am so sorry
that you died alone at the vet's instead of surrounded by the people who love
you. Freddie misses you, and I am so grateful that he was by your side when
you did not feel well during your last days. Yours and his puppies would have
been so beautiful, had you had the chance to have them. Your dog-brother,
Buster, and your human-brother, Hunter, both miss you, also. Though I never
had papers for you, and as you grew, I realised you were not full dachshund,
but part chihauha, you were worth more than all the money in the world! Just a
few days after you left us, I got another dachshund, and while he will never
take the place you hold in my heart, he made the first weeks without you
easier. This is to say goodbye since I never really had a chance to see you
during your last weeks on earth. I LOVE AND MISS YOU! Kim
Fritz the Pussy Cat -
February 2000, 15 years, 6 months old
Thank you for your love and devotion. You are forever in our
Taylor - February 2000, 15 years old
My best friend, you were always there, and every night I cry to try
and remember the last time I kissed and hugged you. You have gone away physically,
but you will be with me, and all of us, spiritually. We love
Blackburn - February 2000, 8 years, 6 months old
Rusty became very sick, very quickly. The hardest thing
that we have ever had to do was to put our baby to sleep. He always
gave unconditional love to everybody he was around.
Schnitzel - March 2000, 14 years old
My beloved Schnitzel was my best friend, and special family
member for 14 years. A world traveller (thanks to my husband's being on
active duty in the American air force), she was born on the island of Guam
in March 1986. She travelled with us and her brother to the United States
in January 1988. From there, she lived with us in Texas and Wisconsin. In
addition, our family vacations took her to and from Florida and Minnesota
several times. Her unconditional love and support was a constant comfort,
and reminder of how perfect love can be. No matter how stressful my day
had been, she would snuggle with me to make things right. From my
miscarriage to the premature birth of our son, she was there to comfort
and love me. Her journey to the Rainbow Bridge has been hard for me. As I
told her with my last words, 'I will love you forever, and ever, and
Heidi Clark - March 2000, about 12 years old
When my mom died she left you to me. I'm so sorry that our time together
was only six months. I know that when she died part of you died also.
That's why putting you to sleep was like watching mom die all over
She loved you so much and enjoyed spending all her time with you. I wish I
could have done the same, but since I have to work that wasn't possible. I
hope love that we gave you for the last six months was enough.
Tilly misses you also!!! She wants someone to play with. We are going to
get another doxi from the rescue group that we got you from. She's even
red like you! But no one will ever replace you in our hearts.
Georgia, Dale, Kim, Tilly and Butterscotch
Sandy - March 2000, 11 years, 1 month old
Sandy,you were my constant companion. You loved me no
matter what! You were always there with a kiss and a snuggle to make me
feel good. You will always be in my heart! I miss you so much! I never
realised how much I depended on you for love and comfort, And how little
you wanted in return. I pray to God that you are now happy and waiting for
me at the Rainbow Bridge. Goodbye my little Hopper! I will always love
Liebschen IV, aka Libby - March 2000, 14 years, 11 months old
Mommy misses her pequita-puppy, and so does Grandma. I know that you are
in a better place, that you have all of your predecessors to play with,
but I miss you so much. Now at least you won't be fainting and passing out
from heart-failure. I love you. You were the light of my life. Be safe and
happy my little love. Always rember that 'mommy loves'.
Ralph - March 2000, 14
Ralph, beloved friend, begrudgingly came to my house at age
eight, after his first human died from AIDS. Ralph was grieving from the
recent loss of his Master and was very thin and wearing a tubesock
sweater to keep warm. We bonded and he quickly became the man of the
house! Loved by all of my friends and family - Ralph is
Samantha (BoBo) - March 2000, 15 years old
My sweet baby is gone. I miss you standing on your head and
digging into the blanket and making the grrr noises; the way you
would bark to let us know that you wanted on the couch; the way you would
tear down the hallway when we chased you. I miss you so much, BoBo, and so
does Tabitha and Max. Mommy thinks about you everyday and I just want you
to know that you were loved. Bye sweet girl. XOXO
Sparkey - March 2000,
about 7 years old
Our little barkeroo...miss you terribly
Jasmine - March 2000, nearly 16 years old
She was a charmer and could almost read the
thoughts of people- Remembered with love...Terri, Michelle, and
Buddy Cameron -
March 2000, 7
I feel like a grieving mother who has lost a child. My arms
ache to hold my beloved Budman. I miss the warmth of his body sleeping
next to me. I miss the hearty welcome home and his soft wet kisses he was
so generous with.
He was a red smooth standard. A lovable lug with a big heart. Congestive
heart failure took him from me. I know in my heart he has gone to Rainbow
Bridge to be with my dear friend and breeder, Harva Himba, his mother,
Moxie, his Aunt Coxie and his sister Ida Red Roxie. They were all there to
welcome Buddy to this very special place. In loving memory of Judy's
Mandy - March 2000, 4years old
My little Mandy came to me in 1997. I was her sixth home.
She had been abused because of a 'so-called' wetting problem which never
occurred with me. In March she was x-rayed and found to have numerous
calcified ruptured discs in her neck and back end. eventually she became
completely paralysed. Mandy was my precious red friend - I miss her so
much. My tears are still flowing and I find myself still calling
Schotzie - March 2000, 14 years, 10 months old
The Queen of our hearts - you filled our lives with light
and love for almost 15 years. From those days when you had a little pointy
tail and were full of boundless energy . . . until your strength was gone
and we had to carry you in and out of the house, a burden of love . . .
you were our constant companion. You gave us love and loyalty . . . your
warmth to snuggle close to on those cold winter nights. There were sad
nights when you showed your care and concern by kissing our tears away.
You were full of life, always ready to eat another dog cookie or demand a
'Schotzie Treat'. You were our sweetheart, our baby, and for sure the best
$100 we ever spent. Sleep in peace, and dream of warm summer nights, our
darlin' little doggie.
Mama, Daddy, Wendy and Eric
Pebbles - March 2000, 6 years old
Pebbles, I love you so much and see you everywhere I go.
I'm sorry but I can't let go of you and I'm sorry if, in my ignorance, I
failed you. You are my buddy and my life. I miss your bright eyes, smile
and 'pachyderm' tail, but most of all I miss my girl's belly to rub, my
little penguin. Summer is coming and the pool will be empty without my
swimming buddy. I love you Pebs; life is bleak without you.
Pooh Bear - March
2000, 19 years old
I first met Pooh Bear at a Christmas party when he was nine
years old, and his owners were arguing over setting a date to euthanise
him because they were tired of him. But, he was the life of the party and
obviously a loving dog. I asked if I could have him instead of them
killing him. For 10 years he was the light of my life as only a miniature
dachsie can be. His unconditional love, trust, loyalty, and sense of
play/humor will live in my heart until we are reunited in heaven. He died
hero for his contributions to the quality of my life, asking only mere
comfort in return. I am honoured to have known him. He also earned the
honorary title of nurse for his daily efforts at comforting, cleaning, and
nurturing other foster dogs in need of love. The Rainbow Bridge is a
better place now with him up there.
- March 2000, 5 years old
My dachshund's name was Rusty. He died Friday, 31 March
2000. It was a very sad time. He wouldn't eat or anything, so we took him
to the vet, where he stayed two nights hooked up on IV. They said the
reason for his death (they thought) was poison. I don't know where he got
into it, but we didn't expect him to die. He will be remembered
Turbo - March 2000, 14
Our little 11-pounder entered our lives as he trotted up to
my husband in front of our house late one afternoon. This little dachsie
and anxious and as my husband reached out to him, he growled, bared his
teeth and off he ran.The chase was on!Ê After several minutes and a lot of
effort, we finally leashed him. When advertising our find brought no
results, that July afternoon in 1988, he became ours and just as
quickly, we became his.
This fast-racing little bundle of energy came to be named 'Turbo'. Turbo
became so lovable, liking most people and most other dogs. He even had a
good cat friend or two. He was a little clown seemingly displaying a sense
of humour. We played hide and seek, a game he delighted in. We often
teased him telling him his ears were too big, his stubby legs too short,
his body too long, etc. and he would look at us with an air of confidence
as if to say, 'Who cares?'. He loved rides in the cars, especially the
40-year-old Mercedes which he considered his, and at walk time he would
run to his basket getting his leash and plastic bag. An opera singer was
he as he accompanied my husband in playful duets.
Our little one graced our lives and the 12 years went all too
swiftly.One day we found his liver was no longer functioning properly and
three weeks later we put him down. On that sad, sad day riding to the
vet's office, we promised him peace with no more pain. We were holding him
as he departed from this realm we know as earth.
Our little Turbo, how we miss you.We are so grateful for having shared
time with you. One day, with our other little four-legged friends, both
past and present, we all all meet at Rainbow Bridge. Our forever
Your mom and dad.
Choci - March 2000, 13
Choci, you came into my life 13 years ago when I wasn't
even sure I wanted you. But you stole my heart, so I brought you home from
that awful goal you and your brother were in. You were always there for me
- through all the heartache and sorrow in my life as well as the blessed
times. You soon came to love 'Davey' when we brought him home and watched
over him as if he were your own. I am so sad without you and the house
will never be the same without you here. I know you have lots of other
doggies to play with and lots of Dunkin' Donut holes to keep you content
until I can be with you again. I'll carry you in my heart always, 'Choc' -
and love you forever.
Spot - March 2000, 7 years old
We had many years of enjoying you running in the woods, chasing critters,
and taking care of Fudge. We will always love and miss you. We are so
sorry you are gone.
Mom and Dad
Shasta Champion - March 2000, 8 years, 9 months old
I want you to know how much joy you brought to your
families life. I think of you every day and hope that you still enjoy your
cheese for breakfast every morning. I know how much you are enjoying the
sunshine on your back everyday and with that thought I can go on. I'll
never forget the day I brought you home nor will I forget the day I had to
let you go to the Rainbow Bridge.
WE LOVE YOU BABY GIRL!!!!
March 2000, 12 years old
Tristan, you were a very special friend to us. You were
loving, trusting and so caring. We miss you so much but maybe we'll meet
at the Rainbow Bridge. We will always remember you and cherish the years
you spent with us.
Penny Girl - March 2000, about 12 years old
Penny was adopted by my husband, John, for a friend for
Petey. Although we had had our pool for four years, Penny had
developed cataracts in both eyes and, as a result, drowned in the pool. I
miss them both dearly.
Cinnamon Schnopps - March 2000, 2 years old
I lost my darling Schnopps and his girlfriend, (also a
dachshund) Patty, to coyotes in my back yard. We had just recently
purchased our new home on 7.5 acres. I had let them out that morning with
my big dogs (Heelers).
I few moments later I went to look for them and couldn't find them. I
spent the next hour looking. Finally I found Patty in the pasture. The
coyotes had ravaged her and she was gone. A short distance away I found my
Schnopps. Barely - but still alive. I rushed him to the vet (a new one for
me) and he started working on him. After lengthy surgery on his neck which
had been bitten severely, we waited. But, by afternoon it was obvious he
wasn't going to make it. So we sent him to the Bridge. He was in my arms.
This was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I brought him home
wrapped in a blanket. When we got home, I just sat in the car for what
seemed forever holding him. I just didn't want to let go. We buried them
together in a special spot. I planted flowering vines on a trellis for
them. I loved Patty, but Schnopps was a special little guy. We had a bond
I have never had with any other dashchund before.
Gretchen 'You Are My Sunshine" - March 2000, 15 years, 2 months old
My Gretchen was the sunshine of my life for 15 wonderful
years. The joy she brought every day will never be forgotten. She loved me
with every breath in her body and would have given her life for me. As a
sister to Duchess, my German shepherd, she was loved and gave love in
return. Duchess misses her as much as I. I have so many memories of her...
opening her own presents...playing ball...riding in the car and barking at
every car she saw...waiting at the door every day at 5 o'clock for me to
get home. I am glad that I was holding her as she took her last breath and
that I got to sing her song, 'You are My Sunshine', one last time. In
memory of Gretchen, my new puppy, Gracie will have the AKC name, Grace of
Peanut Cremona -
March 2000, 14 years old
Peanie, I miss you soft nose, your gentle kisses, your
gentle reminders that you were always there and your not-so- gentle
reminders for cookies. My heart is a little heavier for carrying you, but
I'm glad to have you with me, always.
Cinnamon Mocha II Koeppen - March 2000, 11 years, 8 months old
Cinnamon, it has been a year since you left us and
hardly a day goes by that we don't think about you. You were a great
friend and you are so missed. We are sorry we couldn't do more for
you. You're in our hearts forever.
Sassy Pants ll (Bates) - March 2000, 11 years, 10 months old
My sweet Sassy girl: When the doctors said they
couldn't do any thing else to make you feel better, I knew we didn't
have much time left to be together. I never knew it could hurt so much
to lose a special friend like you. You mean the world to me and I miss
you so much. Those big brown eyes filled with so much love looking up
at me was so special! I know you're not suffering any more and are
having a great time at the Rainbow Bridge. I hope you learn all the
ropes so you can take care of Lucy when you see her again. She'll need
you to take care of her, just like always! She misses her 'mom',
too. Remember our good times together and know there will always be a
special place in my heart just for you! I love you and miss you more
and more every day. My sweet Sassy girl.
Maximillion - March 2000, 10 years old
Alex was a very special little guy. I got him because my wife
wanted a 'little dog' to keep her company while I was under way on my Coast
Guard ship. He was the most loving creature I have ever encountered in my
life. He was expressive and loyal, the best friend a guy could have to look
after the woman he loves. He was injured trying to dig a hole to China and
was never the same. I hate to think that my ignorance of canine behaviour
training cost my Alex his life, but I am afraid in hindsight that it did. If
I would have corrected his digging when he was a pup, I am sure he would
have lived a longer life. This is my burden to carry and I honour him here
by sharing his story in the hope that someone who has a younger doxie will
heed all of the warnings and be aware of their animal's spinal health. I was
there when he crossed the Bridge, I hope someday to see him again on the
other side. All of my love Alex...
Buster - April 2000, 3
Buster will alway's be in our hearts forever and ever. He
life was cut short by a tragic accident. Some say that life is just not
fair. I believed that at the moment of Buster's passing away. I got to
hold him on his very last breath. I felt so much grief that my eye's could
no longer see. I screamed up to the heavens.... WHY??!!
I have that answer now and it is because we all have a destiny. It is said
that our lives are already written out in that great story book. Buster's
book is now complete - and you know what? It's a best- seller!!!
Buster U will never be forgotten!!
Love always Rob, Jamie, Katrina and last but not
Stocks - April 2000, 13
years, 1 months old
Stocks the Dox was a Truly Magnificent Dachshund. We had
over 12 wonderful years with him. He will be greatly
Daisy - April 2000, 5 years, 9 months
I miss you so much and hope you know how much you were and
still are loved! You have always been my sweet little baby, Dais. I have
always adored you and thought you were the cutest thing ever since the
first time I laid eyes on you. I miss our snuggle time so much. There is
not one part of my life that you were not welcomed. This tragedy seems
more than I can bear and I want you back so bad. Please always know how
much I love you and as soon as I make it to the Rainbow Bridge, you will
be the first person I look for. I want to live forever with you in
paradise where we can cuddle forever and ever. Please be careful and have
fun while you are waiting for me. Can't wait to hold you in my arms once
again!!!! Your devoted, faithful and loving friend/mom-
Jesup Troutman Martin -
April 2000, 11.5 months old
Our dear, sweet, precious Jesup, how our hearts break
without you here! I can not believe you are really gone; you weren't with
us long enough. I want to wake up tomorrow morning to find you cuddled up
to me. I want to see you stretch and arch your long back, hear you yawn,
feel your good morning kisses. I want to hold you and tell you how much I
love you, how much ALL of us love you! I want to see you play with your
Daddy and chase the ferret, and aggravate the cat. I want to watch you run
around the house playing with your favorite toy - LaLa. More than anything
I want to go back to yesterday morning and not open that door! I want to
keep you safe inside with me. Daddy keeps telling me you are in a better
place and I want to believe him, but how I wish you were still here with
us. I love my Sweet Jesup Joe Joe Beans. Wait for me and when I arrive at
the Bridge I will find you, my friend!
Gretchen Baby Hogan - April 2000, 10 years old
In loving memory of our very special family member and best
friend, Gretch. We miss you and love you.
Henry - April 2000, 14
years, 8 months old
Our beloved little Henry, the most loving and gorgeous red
smooth standard dachshund, you are so deeply missed. Your favorite
'sunspot' in the garden is vacant, and I cannot yet bear to look there on
a sunny day. We miss your little clickety-clack on the floors, your sweet
puppy kisses, your tender hand licks, your kind and loving being. We love
you forever, dearest friend.
-April 2000, 11 years, 1 month old
Chuggie - my friend for 11 years, one-fifth of my life. A
sooner dog - sooner do it in the house than go outside; especially in the
rain and snow. A red standard, 29lbs. Though he developed Cushing's
disease, he survived 4.5 more years. Unfortunately, a car killed him this
morning. We buried him on a grassy knoll where he'd sit on warm days and
watch the world go by. A good watchdog, gentle with kids, he loved his
world and family. He'll be missed.
Ginger Currie - April 2000, 17 years old
Ginger, Mommy loves you dearly. You were my girl. I miss
you very much - I always loved the way you would chase squirrels and frogs
on warm summer nights. We have been together a long time but I knew the
day would come when your heart could not take it much longer. I visit you
every day and you are always in my thoughts. Your loud bark would always
let me know when someone was here and you greeted me each day with that
smile of yours, just showing those teeth. I miss that smile of yours.
When it was bed time, all I had to say was 'let's go nite-nite' and you
were there until i tucked you in your bed each night.
So as I covered you up for the last time with your favourite blanket, many
tears were shed. I know that you are at the Rainbow Bridge where I know
that we will meet again and I will get to see that smile of yours and to
hold you once again. Now you are in peace and chasing the squirrels at the
Bridge, and until we meet again I love and miss you each and every
love mommy, I love you, ginger.
Bosco ('Bo') - April
2000, 17 years, 3 months old
Always and forever in our hearts. We love you!
Daddy, and Mama Hallnd
Dutchess Dakroub - April 2000, 16 years old
Dutchess came to us in 1988. She was a red smooth mini. We
first adopted her only child, Emma, when Emma was six weeks old, and she
quickly became the baby of the family. Everyone loved her! Almost a year
later the breeder called to say that the woman who had Dutchess did not
like her (she did not like Emma either) and he asked if we would take
Dutchess, Emma's mom. We drove down there as fast as we could to get her.
She went directly to my husband, Joe, and she was his from then
Emma was a Mother's Day gift the year before from my husband.
Dutchess never considered herself a dog, let alone a dachshund, and she
was not particularly fond of her own daughter, Emma, or are other dog, a
bichon named Bear. She just loved her Papa, loved me and our two kids, and
turned out to be the sweetest people dog we have ever owned. She loved her
bones best after her people, but in between those two she loved nothing
more than to roll over and have her tummy rubbed! She slept with her Papa,
Momma, and daughter Emma in the bed from day one until her death last
Dutchess developed Cushing's disease three years ago and prior to that had
started having some kidney problems, but our vet is an angel and joined
with Michigan State Veterinary School in treating her and keeping her
comfortable and happy for those three years. We had a few bad times but
she always bounced back until last week. We knew it was time on Saturday
morning as it was the first time she started to moan (she had not kept her
food down for a couple of days before). She had that look in her eyes that
other dog lovers had told us about that she was ready to go but would miss
us. This was the hardest day we have ever faced with beloved pets as there
is something so special about a dachshund. Dutchess was buried in her own
coffin with a beautiful baby blanket in a pet cemetery nearby. My husband
went there by himself that day to see her before they buried her. My heart
just ached for him besides my own personal grief. He came back and told me
he had ordered a bronze marker for her that says, "Dutchess Dakroub, 1984
to 2000, Joe's Best Friend". Please pray for my husband as it is so hard
sometimes for guys to get this out. I just cry all day every day and hug
my Emma who is left with us. She cannot find her mom, and she is so sad,
too. Our two grown children are grieving as well as they were so young
when she came to us. I am sure that, in a while, we will look for a
dachshund companion for Emma, but the pain is too great at this time. We
cannot imagine owning any other type of dog. We rescued a standard
dachshund two years ago and found her a home with friends, and they came
by with Callie yesterday to see Emma. Emma even wagged her tail and was
happy to have the company.
We will never, ever forget our Dutchess. The picture on the home page of
Schatzie and The Red Baron look exactly like our dogs. I had to make a
copy as it was almost scary. Dutchess looked like The Red Baron, and Emma
looks like Schatzie. In some ways the picture was a comfort, though, as it
was as if they were together again.
Rest in peace, Sweet Dutchess. We know you are with the Lord. Your Papa
even said he was sure that you were rolling over in front of the Lord so
he would rub your tummy. We thank the Lord for you and your life. WE LOVE
Papa, Mommy, Emma
Jennifer and Joe, Jr,
Jennifer Howell - April 2000, 15 years, 6 months
Mommy loves you so my Princess Jenny. I will miss you. I
will think of you everyday. You brought me such joy and happiness in my
life. You are my Baby Girl.
Waggles - April 2000, 8 years, 10 months old
Little Waggles was a loveable, timid mini dachshund who is
greatly missed by her family. We got Wags in December 1991 when she was
6 months old,
from a breeder. She had some peculiar behaviours, was very possessive of
her food, fearful, and was very nervous. She remained a nervous little
dog, but grew to love and trust her Mama and Daddy, and accepted her role
as our little girl. After eight years of being an only child, Waggles
graciously welcomed two new human members of the pack, and oftentimes took
a back seat, patiently waiting her turn for attention. We were so proud of
our sweet little Wags. Waggles loved car rides and was always ready to
relieve herself immediately so she would be ready to go for a ride. She
liked stealing peoples' seats on the sofa when they got up, tipping trash
cans and tearing up tissues, and eating bananas. Mostly, she was content
to just be sitting next to her Mama and Daddy, and Grandma too, when she
came to watch her. Waggles will always be remembered as a sweet,
affectionate little dog, and will remain in the hearts of those whom she
loved and who loved her back more than she'll ever
We miss your welcome at the door with your
little wagging tail,
your excitement when we went for rides in the car, and
the snout marks you'd
leave on the windows, the pitter patter of your little
paws coming to around
the corner, and your unconditional love and acceptance,
no matter what kind
of mood we were in. Mostly we miss your companionship,
the quiet times
curled up next to us on the couch, your comforting
presence when Daddy or
Mama had to go away for a few days, or how you never
fussed when Mama would
wake you up out of a sound sleep just because she had to
say 'hi' to her
little Wags. You were the best, Wags, you were a part of
everything we did.
We miss 'our little girl' very much."
Ariel - April 2000,almost 8 years old
Our baby Ariel is missed so much. I can't believe this
happened. She had so much more life to live with us. Ariel was so sick one
day I took her to the doctor, and she went 3 times. He said she needed
surgery to remove blockage in her stomach. She made it through surgery,
but the recovery was the worst part. I prayed every time the phone rang,
until that one early morning when the phone rang. The
Lord came and took her away.
We love you baby
could you put our names: Mom, Dad, Kyle, Tiffany and
Charlotte - April 2000, 14 years old
Charlotte, my silver-dappled little one, I miss you
so much.Charlie misses you too. You will always be my baby girl. You will
always be in my heart and I will never forget you.
Mommy and Charlie
Max Christmas -
April 2000, approximately 19 years old
We had Max almost 19 wonderful years. He was a marvelous
friend and wonderful watch dog. The kids in the neighborhood just loved
him. He was a pound puppy. I remember when we went to the pound to get him
they said they were going to have to have him neutered. We picked him up
the next day at the clinic and they said to keep him quiet and comfortable
and not to feed him for at least 12 hours. When we got home I put him on
the couch and he went right to sleep. I put the other dog's food down. I
was doing something in the kitchen and I heard someone crunching on food
and I turned around and there was Max. Max, I will miss you as long as I
have a breath in my body. You were a wonderful companion and you don't
know what a comfort that you were to my mother in her ailing years. Thank
you for you loyalty, love and friendship.
Nathan DosSantos -
April 2000, 6 years old
Nathan was a very sweet, happy, loving dachshund. He was a
father of seven dachshunds and lived with his owners, Janice and Anthony,
his mate, LuLu, and two of his children, Bubba and Winnie. Everyone misses
him very much and he will be forever in our hearts.
Tinker - April 2000, 17 years old
Tinker was our baby and angel for 17 years. She lived a
good long life. We miss her dearly. We will always hold her in our hearts.
Tinky I love ya', honey, and miss you...
Augie Miller -
April 2000, 9 years old
Augie brought the Miller family and their friends more joy
than anyone could imagine. His personality was captivating and his love
for all humans with whom he came in contact was never-ending. He displayed
that love with joyful romps around a room, licks across the face, leaps
into your lap or sniffs into your ear. He leaped once too often onto a
piece of furniture and did serious damage to his back. We did what was
right for Augie, but it was with sad hearts.
We have an oil portrait of our beloved friend and it will remain in our
home as a constant reminder of what a true friend he was to
-April 2000, 16 years old
We rescued Willie when he was 10 years old. We had him for
6 years, but not nearly long enough. He was the smartest and possibly
funniest dog I've known. He loved our first greyhound, Kaye,
so much that
after she passed away we adopted Barbie, another greyhound, to keep him
company. We miss him very much and will always remember his smiling
Annie - April 2000, 5 years, 6 months old
Annie was my wife and my daughter. She taught us to love
unconditionally. Annie was a lover and a friend 'til her last breath. God
Love and protect Annie until we meet her at the Bridge.
Pennie Marie - April 2000, 5 months old
In memory of Pennie Marie who was with me only a short time
but in that time was loved so much. She has been gone for 4 months now. I
miss her so. She was only 5 months at the time of her death. Death has
brought a double death to my dachshund family - see Rusty
Spanky - April 2000, 15
Spank-dogg, you will be greatly missed. Christmas and
birthdays will never be the same without the memory of you ripping the
presents open with your teeth. I miss you in my car with your head out the
window. I miss us throwing the ball to you and without fail, you never
brought it back. I miss your eyes light up when you saw the leash. I even
miss you freaking out and barking everytime we would open the garage. To
conclude Spanky, say hello to the big man for me...and I'll see you soon
Nicki (Mamadox), the Queen Mother - April 2000, 16 years old
Mother of Gretchen and Flash
Mamadox of All
Patty-wack, give a dog a bone
Epicurean of kitty food
(brand no matter)
Always on the lookout for a handout
Kitty food bandit and bag destroyer
Our dear sweet den mother
And canine alarm clock
Ms bee-bop with the bouncy gait
Not a cuddler but likes to touch
Warm brown eyes
And a funny, squeeky bark
Compost pile raider
We miss you Sweet Nicki...
Groschen - April 2000, 12 years old
Groschen was given to us as a gift in Vienna, Austria. Groschen
went on to live with us in Moscow, Russia and then finally in Connecticut.
Groschen loved to travel. Groschen loved people. Groschen understood English,
Russian and German. Groschen filled our lives with love. She taught us to love
animals. She taught us how to stop and enjoy the moment. Groschen loved the sun,
the wind, grass, trees and flowers. Groschen loved to 'garden' with me. Groschen
loved every minute of her 12-year life. She even dutifully went through her baths,
which she never enjoyed, but tolerated - for my sake! When Groschen suddenly left
us after one week's illness, she slipped away in our arms. The void was unbearable
- and still is even now - a year later. We received so many cards, emails and
letters from friends who knew her and expressed their deep sadness. Groschen
touched so many lives and left her special mark in everyone's heart - forever.....
But most of all, Groschen left two broken hearts - my husband's and mine. We will
never forget our dear little Groschen, the Austrian dackel we loved so much - the
dackel who brought light, love and joy into our lives...
Rudolf Jennings-Johnson -
April 2000, 14 years old
Rudolf was our baby - a black-and-tan dachschund that was full
of life and energy. He was constantly underfoot in the good dachschund way. As
the saying goes, any hund is a nosy hund!
We looked forward to seeing him every night when we came home from work, even
though we knew he had been up to some sort of mischief during the day. We hated
to board him when we travelled, hated to leave him to go to work and always
rushed home to see him. We were always greeted with cries of joy and tail
wagging, threats of complaints filed with Roger Karas and the SPCA, and demands
for dinner to be prepared IMMEDIATELY, or at least as soon as we got through
We lived in a gated community - fences EVERYWHERE. This did not stop the
dacshund from the Missouri puppymill, the petshop special! He went where he
wanted to go - gates, doors or locks notwithstanding! Our garbage can looked
like Fort Knox - You would have thought we were storing gold in it - he got in
it; we got to the point that it was too much of a hassle for US to get in it -
it now sits as a memorial to him in our kitchen!
We remember him for the funny moments in our life, such as when he captured the
mouse, and proceeding to eat it - giving him the nickname 'Missouri
Mousehound', the sight of the flicking mousetail as it went into his stomach
endearing him to my signifigant other...
Playing 'Superdog', with Rudolf wearing his cape, sometimes flying, most of the
time barking and tail wagging! Wandering around our small bed (with him, any
bed was small!) wearing his green baby blanket being the 'Green Ghost',
protecting the fast food establishments and dumpsters of Lancaster from
non-doggie intruders... Playing 'Veldt' on the same bed with animal crackers -
extinction was always a possiblity with all species in this savannah! Hundzaki
was another favorite - Hunzilla would attack Hundzaki and devour all of the
elves (Keebler), postmen, firemen, and bakers (treats) that he could find-
Godzilla, you didn't have anything on the hund! Playing 'Hockey Dog in Canada'
with the hund wearing his Toronto Maple Leafs sweater... Waiting to greet the
Pizza Guy every Sunday night, whether we wanted pizza or not! Rudolf eating his
way through a VERY large box of chocolates (A BIG NO NO for dogs! ) and the
resulting disaster/cleanup of the disaster. Playing 'Attic Monster', in which
someone barked his fool head off while I made ridiculous sounds from our attic
stairwell. Wallering every single earring my other has in the hound's mouth
until it became an indescribable mass... Being a friend of any child in the
possession of food or the desire to rub his belly! Being a loyal companion when
times were rough - especially to the man who came out from N.J. to be his
Daddy, and to his Mommy who had to put up with Daddy!
Rudolf was a member of our family, and we loved him dearly - we do not go a day
without thinking about him, missing his little thump thump of his tail, his
theft of every sheet and blanket on the bed, his demands for attention, or his
antics. It was one of the worst days of our lives when he had a seizure after a
long hard battle with a rare form of kidney cancer. He now is in a better place
- with his dachschund step-family Fritz, Jess, Eleanor, Meggie and Vernie, with
all that he ever wants or needs - even a direct link to Roger Karas for
complaints of hund abuse. He now rests in the Smokie Mountains with the
Peter Johnson and Julia Jennings,Rudolf's Mommy and Daddy
Spike Conner - April
2000, 13 years old
Spike was a great dog and friend. I miss him dearly. His
personality was just like his name..brave, sweet, cocky and very loyal.
Although it has been almost three years, not a day goes by that I don't think
of him. Remember, all dogs go to heaven!
Frankie Klaiber - April
2000, 13 years old
My sweet darling Frankie, what a joy you were to have. I remember
the first day I saw you. I had just lost my beautiful Cinny and I thought how could
I ever love another. Well, big Frank, it didn't take long. When Dad and I got you
home you completly took over, poor Pepper!!!!!!!!!! Little puppies are suppose to
cry and miss there moms, but not you. You ran the show from day one. I would take
you to the bank in a little basket, every one would stop to look, you were a beauty.
Thank you for your unconditional love for this whole family. I will never for as
long as I live forget you, I will never stop loving you, or missing you. Thank you
God for this beautiful gift. Until we meet again.
Love you forever and
always, Mom oxoxo
Rebel - April 2000, 19 years old
My first doxie, my best friend. A beautiful, loving
companion. I still miss you.
Missy Bancke - May 2000, 9 years old
To my Missy girl. I miss you. You were such a good
companion to me. I will miss our late night hot chocolates. You were
always there for me. Until we meet at the Rainbow Bridge -
Nipper - May 2000, 13
years, 3 months old
Nipper was sent to us, I believe, by Dinky shortly after we
lost her so suddenly. She, too, was a senior red standard female. She was
kind and had an almost human look to her face, and she loved her food and
my son greatly. They took to each other right away and slept together with
him making his bed on the floor since she couldnt get on the bed or off.
They slept together every night we had her until she got sick. She was
diagnosed with Cushings, then two weeks later caught a virus from a foster
I had brought home, and she never got better from it. The vet tried all
kinds of things thinking it was a bug. I slept on the couch every night in
case she needed to get off it to go outside or if she needed a drink or
something. On 16 May she was diagnosed with acute and sudden kidney
failure. The decision was made that this great dog should not suffer any
more. I had been feeding her with an eye dropper every hour for two days
by this time. I went in to the vet's office to see her for the last time
and held her and told her how wonderful it was going to be for her, no
more hurt and suffering and she could see Dinky and she would show her
around. She hugged me with her head on my shoulder as I talked to her,
then kissed me on the face. I held her as the vet helped her to the
Bridge. And now it is my time to cry and my son's. Rest well, sweet
Nipper, you are so much missed...and I will see you
Maxine Christmas - May 2000, 7 years old
We had another dachshund, Max, who was 19 years old, and
whom we had him put to sleep in April 2000. A friend of ours found Maxine,
a black miniature dachshund. She was the most loving darling dog - we only
had her a few months, but we are going to miss her dearly. She was our
fourth dachshund. We still have Chrissie, a red standard dachshund. Maxine
is at the Bridge now with Max and the two Suzies. I'll miss them
Bear - May 2000, 8 years,
6 months old
Bear, I miss you so much. I miss you greeting me at the
door whether I've been gone five minutes or all day. I miss your company
in the early morning and especially the kisses you always had for me. I
miss feeling you curled up by my legs at night. I am so sorry for what
happened. I don't understand why you were taken so soon. Thank you for all
the joy you brought to me. You will always be in my heart, and I will
always love you.
Charmaine 'Ruffa' H. Cu - May 2000, 6 years old
Charmaine 'Ruffa' H. Cu, born as 'Daisy of Dutch By',
daughter of Clarence and Melody, beloved sister to Mary Clarence 'Claire'
(red dachshund) and Claudine Nicole,and niece to Chelsea (yellow
labrador), joined her aunts Popsy (shih tzu) and
Goldie (labrador) at the Rainbow Bridge on 3 May 2000.
Squeaky - May 2000, 14 years, 8 months
I love you and miss you very much. I look forward to joining you and the
other dachsies at the Rainbow Bridge someday. Until then, why don't you
scout out the best places? Love, Aleta
Heidi Miller - May 2000, 10 years old
Our little Heidi's life ended on 2 May 2000, after weeks of
suffering from a terribly enlarged heart. She slept on our bed for 10
years, and we loved her more than we can put into words. Having been dog
owners our entire lives, we never knew we could feel this way about a pet,
nor that we could grieve so deeply. She lived entirely for the love of her
family - a wonderful little friend, who made the 10 years we had with her
tremendously joyous. We will never forget Heidi and will love her
Sarra - May 2000, 6 weeks old
Sarra, I am so sorry not to have been there to save you
from the terrible tragedy that has occured. You were just a little baby
and had a long life ahead of you. I will always hold a special place in my
heart and home for your memories...I love you, mom
Hank - May 2000, 15
years, 11 months old
Hank was my family's long haired daschund. He lived 15
glorious years, until he passed away on 12 May 2000. I remember the day we
picked him up, back in 1985, from the breeder. He stood out from everyone
and ran right up to me to give me a kiss. We knew he was the one.
Over the years, as I grew up, so did Hank. He went to school like the rest
of us, only he went to obedience school, but he really didn't need it. He
always knew when to sit and when to beg for food scraps from our dinner
table. He even didn't mind taking a bath, or, really, going to the vet. We
made every sacrifice we could for him, like not going on vacations just to
stay home with him because we loved him so much.
Hank was never sick and when he suddenly got ill the last two weeks of his
life it was a huge shock. I saw him two days before he died. He was so
fragile from not eating and his beautiful red coat had turned white, but
yet he managed with all of his strength to give me a kiss and lay next to
me. He looked at me with his endearing eyes and said 'It's time, kiddo'.
The next day, he became incredibly ill. My mom rushed him to the vet but
it was too late and Hank died in my mother's arms. The vet said he died of
kidney failure and there wasn't much we could have done. I love you Hank.
I know you are at the Rainbow Bridge now. Please know that Mommy, Daddy,
Eric and Amy will always cherish you. There will always be leftovers and
'stickie' rawhides for you to chew on the Rainbow Bridge. There will never
be another Hank and one day we'll all see you again so you can kiss us
endlessly like you did when you were here.
Colonel's Longdogger's Daughter. May 2000
- May 2000, 13 years, 3 months
Ginger - we loved you so - you are buried in Gateway
Cemetary. After having seizures, the vet said it was time to go to Rainbow
Bob and I loved her so much, and miss her talking to us in
her special way. She always told us when it was time for bed. We laid her
to rest with her special blanket and afghan I made for her. She was a red
standard smooth, Our first, and I don't know if she will ever be replaced
in out hearts. Till we meet again.
Love you always, Bev and
Cindy Martin - May 2000, 4 years, 7 months old
We lost our beloved Cindy on Memorial Day 2000. She was the
light of our lives and my husband, two daughters and I mourn deeply for
her. Cindy was the runt of the litter but by far the smartest dog we have
ever known. She loved us up until the end! Cindy would play with any toy
you gave her, preferably something from home; toilet paper rolls, socks,
shoulder pads, etc. She swam with us, slept with us and ate with
It is so hard to write this as only 24 hours have passed since her death.
Everywhere I look, something reminds me of her and when I close my eyes I
can still feel her presence. She was the BEST!!
Gretel Bourne - May 2000, 16 years old
Gretel, you were such a special little girl and we miss you
so much. You were always there for us and your brother Dobie. He misses
you too! There hasn't been a day that has gone by where we haven't thought
about you and how much love you gave to us. Even though we will get
another doxie, you will always have a special place in our hearts. I know
that you are watching over us, and get great comfort in knowing that. Till
we meet again!
All our love, Rick, Peggy, and Dobie
Miss Mousie - May 2000, 7 years old
Our Mouser was a black-and-tan - so beautiful
because she had such a silkie coat and perfectly symetrical
markings. My partner says he misses the adroable back of her
head. I miss her beautiful physical prowess and her sleeping
under the covers with me.
Mousie had the dreaded Cushings disease and became terribly
misshapen and so torturously hungry and thirsty and incontinent.
What a awful way for her to go! She degenerated for six months
slowly and then more rapidly and then died suddenly one evening
on her big doggie bed with both of us helping her on and crying
for her as she went to the Rainbow Bridge. We miss her dearly
every day and hope to find another healthy little dachsie girl to
live withour remaining sweet-but-boyish bichon frise,
Daddy's Angel Eyes - 'Lili' - May 2000, 18 weeks old
Our little baby was taken too soon. She had a liver shunt.
Your brothers Shultz and Boon miss you as much as Mommy and Daddy. Take
care, Angel Eyes, and watch for us at the
Sabrina - May 2000, 9 years, 6 months
Sabrina went to the Rainbow Bridge when she had a brain
trama. My husband, Joe, loved her very much as Sabrina idolised him. She
went everywhere with him. He misses her very much, but I believe St
Francis shines upon us. On 26 June 1999 I had a chance to purchase two
doxies from a good breeder in Portsmouth, Virginia. The female Joe named
Redsonja of Mattituck and the male is Kemari Legion of Mattituck. Sunny is
the same size as Sabrina and the same personality also. She loves Joe to
death, although we will never replace Sabrina. Sunny adores Joe.
Sabrina, we love and miss you very much we know we will see you again.
Daddy,Mom,Freddy Don,and April
Bonnie Little Foot - May 2000, 16 years old
Bonnie was a rescue baby and we only had her with us for
two years, but she knew love 'till the end of her days.
Zoe Vogt - May 2000, 3 years old
Zoe was my sister's dachshund, who was full of life, and
full of love for those around her. She was hit by a car several months
ago. We buried her under the birdbath in our backyard, with the angel
looking over her. She loved to go out with my dad in his Jeep - she would
jump up and bite the mesquite branches. My dad put a mesquite branch on
her grave so she would always have one. we miss little Zoe. She was a
sweet little dog.
Angel Marie - May 2000, 6 old
We miss you Angel Marie!
Zoe 'Joey' Halse - May 2000, 1 year, 3 months old
Little Zoe: although your life began in a cage, and ended
all too briefly, we loved you every minute you were with us. Although you
could not hear us, we spoke of our love to you each day. We know you hear
us now - your deafness is over, your little leg is healed. We walk down to
the pines where you lay, and remember you all the time. We love you Zober
- rest in peace... Your 'forever' family.
Miss Murphy - May 2000, 4 years old
To my doxie baby that has gone to the Rainbow Bridge...Mommy
misses you dearly every day - you have never left my heart or my
thoughts.That day you went away was the saddest day of my life. I still
haven't gotten over the loss of you. No other can replace your loving little
eyes or the love we shared together. Sleep well my sweet little doxy. One
day we shall meet and play again.
Balcombe Flanders Poppy - June 2000, 5 years
Lady Takara 'Kara' - June 2000, 10 years, 11 months old
I could write a book about my 'Pretty Baby Girl' (as I
always called her) but I will just say that I had my baby girl since she
was seven weeks old. She was the child I could never bear, she was my
baby. She was my life. I named her 'Takara' because it means 'Precious'. I
called her 'Kara'. She was the 'Grandpuppy' to my parents and cousin to my
nieces and nephews. She was so very special. Because of her health
problems, I had to have her put to sleep yesterday, 13 June 2000. She
would have been 11 years old on 31 July. Anyone who loves their doxies as
I did mine knows how badly I am hurting. From the day she picked me for
her Mommie out of a litter of five, I have been totally in love with her.
Except for the times I had to go out of town on business, she went
everywhere with me: on vacation, camping etc. She loved floating on a raft
in the lake with me and she loved fishing (especially when she could get
at the fish). My heart is so empty now that she is gone. It is so very
lonely. I have her in a special place at the corner of my garden. I can
visit her grave and plant flowers for her and talk to her everyday. She
was more than a dog, a pet, she was my best friend.
Digger - June 2000,
17 years old
I got Digger from the pound in 1984. He looked to be about
a year old. It was rare to find a pure-bred dachshund in the pound in
those days, and I considered myself lucky to have found such a friend. I
had previously bred dachshunds but was without a dog at that time. Little
did I know that he would be my companion for the next 16 years. During
that time he showed unending loyalty, and he never complained. In the last
several months, he suffered from many chronic ailments of older age, but
he struggled on with as much character and dignity as he could muster.
Finally, his little body could struggle no more and he passed on. Although
I have had several dogs over the last 50 years, I am going to miss this
little man. He touched a special place in my heart. I hope he is in a
better place, and I hope to see him again when my time is done. Goodbye
Digger. Sleep well.
Piers Byer - June 2000, 12 years old
Anthony was the most wonderful friend - with me through
good and bad since right after college, he had the best life a dachshund
could have. He was the cuddliest, stubbornest, smartest little Boo-Boo.
Full of life, we thought he would be with us longer. We have so many good
memories of him, he was such a big part of our lives. He enjoyed sharing
my mocha on his last full day with us, and I know he'll find many more at
Stricken suddenly by cancer around his spinal cord, we made the painful
decision to end his suffering and send him on to wait for us at the
Rainbow Bridge. Our souls have large holes waiting for you to fill them
once again when we meet you at the Bridge.
Love always, Scott and Susan, and Chris and Francis
Sparky - June 2000,
1 year, 8 months old
Sparky, I don't know how I can go on without you. You came
into my life to heal my broken heart from Baby dying. I grieved so much
then; I was crying every day and my children were worried about me so they
brought you to me. You stopped my tears and you loved so much. You were so
cute and so full of life. I can hardly believe that you have left me so
quickly...I only had you to love for 20 short months. I can still see your
soft brown eyes so full of love and trust. You were so playful and full of
life. You were so mischievous and made us laugh so much. Why oh why did my
husband let you out when he went out. Why oh why did you chase that cat.
Sparky didn't you see the car coming? I died a thousand deaths that day
and wonder how can it be. I will look for another dachshund friend to help
me heal from the loss of you, I hope it doesn't take too long because I
don't think I can stand the pain much longer. More than anything I hope I
meet you and Baby at the Bridge before any other dachshunds I love meet
you. I love you and will never forget you. Even though I hurt so bad right
now I am thankful for the time I was allowed to spend with you. You and
Baby can comfort each other until Papaw and I come to be with you. Run and
play and be happy; nothing will hurt you again.
Hank Durand - June
2000, 1 year, 7 months old
You were with us for such a very short time, Hank, but in
that time you made us so very happy, we will miss you forever, goodbye
Love Arin, Rachel, Renee, and Jimmy
Lexi - June 2000, 2 years, 5 months old
Lexi, you entered our lives on Valentine's Day. When we
went to get you I remember the car ride home and how Noah wouldn't even
look at you. But that didn't last very long as you were both soon flying
around the house chasing each other, despite the fact that you were such a
little fatty you were still as fast as could be. I still can picture you
in your Grampy's arms and the unconditional love that you gave to us all,
plus the discipline that you gave to Bug when he got a little rowdy. How
we miss you - you will never be replaced in our hearts. You will always be
remembered as our lazy Lexi, always under the covers with Grampy or in his
arms lying silently asleep - and always following him wherever he went.
Always we were getting into trouble when we would call you 'Fatty' -
Grampy would tell us that it hurt your feelings and we would laugh but you
know we loved you and we always will. I wish that that day wouldn't have
happened but I know you are watching over us and that you have your wings
on, and I know you are bringing joy to someone up there. You were the love
of our hearts and we miss you desperately but we know that you will be
there to meet us when we make that departure and we know that you are
looking down on us. Love you - Grammy, Grampy, Mae, Jordan, Noah and Bug
Ginger - June 2000, 11 years old
Ginger was chosen from a litter of miniature dachshunds
when I was just about to leave for college. She has been with the family
for 11 years and has grown to be one of the family. She has been such a
wonderful friend to her human parents and will be missed greatly.
For her we say 'goodbye for now'. We love you, Jim, Lisa, Kyle, Kristin and
Sabrina - June 2000, 14 years, 6 months old
My precious little Sabrina, my little princess, my
angel dog ... from the moment I first laid eyes on you when you were a
bothersome, precocious eight-week-old baby, I fell in love and my love for
you only grew over the years. You were my baby, my sweet loving girl who
could always be counted on for hugs and kisses. I hated it when you began
to get old and fragile. I wanted you to be with my always. Now my heart is
breaking from missing you, all I want is to pick up your small, warm body
and hug you to me and feel those sweet kisses on my face. I have always
loved you, I will always love you, I will always miss you. Until we meet
again, my dear one, I love you....Mama
Pridgen's Princess Greta - June 2000, 4 years, 10 months
My sweet baby girl, Greta. My heart is broken without you
here. I visit your grave in the back yard everyday. Babygirl, Mommy is so
sad without you to hold and take every step with. Thank you for your
loyality, friendship, and love that you shared with me in your
much-too-short life. I can't believe you are gone. This is too much to
bear. We have gotten another dachshund, not to take YOUR place, but daddy
thought that would be best since I am so lonely without you. She is named
after you, Greta's Princess Chloe. Oh my Greta, I get depressed everytime
I walk through the door and you're not there to greet me with hello.
Everytime I take my bra off, you're not there to take it away to chew on.
It is so quiet when the doorbell rings or daddy comes in. You are in my
constant thoughts. Adam wants to know why don't you come back. He knows
you've past away but he just wants you to come home now. We are adjusting
to Chloe. She looks just like you did when you were a baby. She is the
smallest of her brothers and sisters too. You were the best babygirl.
Mommy loves you so dearly. I'll never forget those adorable black eyes you
had. I wrote you a letter and put a tennis ball in your grave with you.
You would love the photo album I made of you and me. Oh girl, Mommy is
really having a hard time without you. You were our first born, remember?
I loved when you would sit in the sink and watch me put my makeup on! You
had to smell everything first and let me pretend to put blush on you. I
our quiet times together once the boys were put down for their nap. My
sweet girl, all of our friends have called and sent cards, because they
know how special you are to us. I can't bear to clean the van window with
your nose print on it, but I have to. I'll always remember your
faithfullness! Remember the time you accidently bit me on the arm? I'm so
glad because I rub that scar as if it were a symbol of our togetherness.
You will always be in mommy's heart. I love you. Mommy, Daddy, Adam, and
Seth will always love you! Sweet dreams.
Benji - June 2000, 12 to
14 years old
Benji was my trash dog. Just because he was old and sort of
blind, he was given up by previous owners. I fell in love with him as soon
as I saw his picture on the Internet. I flew to California to rescue him,
and I was lost in his black shiny eyes and loving heart. He battled
heartworm treatment (he was positive) and survived. But the congestive
heart failure that took his life was too much for him to conquer.
I only had you seven months, my love, but I am your mother and I will be
there at the Bridge when we reunite for eternity. You are my Benji, you
are my Benjamin when you were bad (like chasing the cat), you are my
Remember me as much as I will remember you, sweetheart. And that's forever
. . .
Brown Sugar Pierce - June 2000, 7 years old
Why did you have to leave me? I love you so much! No other animal or
person will ever take your place in my heart and life. I miss you so much
and wish you were here with me right now. I know you are watching over me
right now. You are the best dog I have ever had. I will miss you
Love always and forever,
Mandy - Amanda Lynn - June 2000, 11 years, 3 months old
Our beloved Mandy was taken from us on 14 June by an
unknown person running over her. Although she is gone, she remains in our
hearts forever. We miss her and our house will never be the same. She
played a great part in our lives. She was my husband's trucking dog and my
companion on many lonely nights and weekends when he was away. We are
truly saddened and miss her deeply.
Sir Alf - June 2000, 13
years, 4 months old
Alf was a very loving and protective doxie who will be
dearly missed by his mom and dad. He provided us with many laughs with the
crazy stunts he would pull to get us to laugh at him! He was famous for
stealing food from unsuspecting guests, digging tunnels under
out-buildings only to emerge hours later smiling and covered in dirt (lord
knows how he turned around since he never completed his tunnel to the
other side) and lying on his back with all four paws high in the air. Alf
also cherished his blanket which he had to have completely over him even
when it was warm while he slept. We treasured the years we had with him
but miss him terribly. He was a very good companion and friend who was
loved very much.
Heidi Wunderbar - June 2000, 17 years old
Dear Heidi Ho,
Hope you are having a good time. Did you remember to give Grandma and
Grandpa a kiss for me? Did you also give Tracy a kiss? Have you been on
any good 'bye bye cars' lately? I bet you are doing lots of sunbathing
(which I know you loved)! Where's 'mine'? Go get 'mine'!
Things are lonely without you. Penelopie and Boo Boo really miss you and
so do Daddy and I. I'm so used to having you around, I catch myself
looking for you to give you a treat. I really miss those times when you'd
sleep with me like a stuffed animal and hog the whole bed. I hope you
understand that I loved you so much that I had to let you go to a much
better place. When my time here is over, I can't wait to give you a big
hug and a kiss! Do you still have gingivitis breath?
Remember you still aren't suppose to eat chocolate, Puppy! I love you
Hi-Dee! Go Heidi go!
With love and devotion from your human,
Petey 'Pie' - June
2000, 12 years, 6 months old
I bought Petey when he was six months old for $50 from drug
dealers standing on a corner. It was the best day, but when Petey was
five years old,my husband adopted a red doxie for Petey. Her name was Penny
and they were the best of friends for seven long years. Petey was a black
On 11 March 2000, Penny fell into our pool and drowned. She'd had
cateracts, but we'd had that pool for almost four years. Three months
later Petey died - I think he died of a broken heart. He missed Penny -
they even slept together at night right next to our bed. Petey waited for
me to go to work, then went and laid down next to my mother's feet and
I miss them both - lost both of them within 90 days.
Cinnamon Schnapps - June 2000, 9 years, 11 months old
Hey Schnappers! We miss you so much big guy, it sure wasn't
fair that you had to leave us so soon. Steve doesn't have anybody to play
the bone game with anymore, and Heidi just doesn't get it! Oscar is still
plugging along, but I think he'll be joining you at the Bridge before too
long. Won't you two have fun romping and playing together again! We think
of you every day when we see your windmill blowing in the back yard. We
can't wait to see you at the Bridge.
Love, Mom, Dad, Oscar, Heidi and Ruger
Tobias 'Tobi' Haney -
June 2000, 11 months old
We love and miss you Tobi, till we see you again, Love and
Kisses, Amanda, Randal, and Kaitlyn
Bismarck - May 2000, 12
Bismarck was the centre of my family's universe. This was
even so after my father's death and my mother's immediate incapacitation.
In November 1999, Bismarck was diagnosed with thyroid cancer, and, despite
several surgeries, succumbed to the illness on 21 May 21 2000, at the
University of Tennessee Veterinary Hospital, where he was undergoing
radiation therapy. There, one of the doctors, against policy, let us see
him, and the day before he died, he was able to nuzzle me one last time,
as if to comfort me that everything would be all right. How little did I
know. Please click here to
read Bismarck's memorial poem.
Porker - Nicholyev Good
N Wrough - June 2000, 2 years, 8 months old
Although we were only together for a short time, we will
love you for a lifetime. You are in our hearts and thoughts forever, and
we will never forget the joy and love we all shared with you, our
beautiful little chocolate dog.
All of our love, Paul, Angela, and your four boys. RIP
Max Speciale -
2000, 11 years, 9 months old
Max was a little dachshund with long fluffy hair. One day,
when he was just a tiny puppy, a man came to his house and said, 'You're
coming home to live with me.' He was very frightened, but he was a brave
little puppy and he left his brothers and sisters to go live with the man.
Since this was his first ride in a car, he was very anxious, and asked the
man to keep petting him so that he would feel safe. And he did.
When he got to the man's home, the man's wife and daughter greeted them.
They picked up little Max and cuddled him and gave him lots of kisses, and
cooed gentle things into his ears. 'This is not such a bad place,' thought
Max. 'I think I will be happy living here, especially if I'm going to be
loved like this!'
And he was very happy, too. On Max's birthdays, the family celebrated by
giving him parties. He was always allowed to romp and play in their big
backyard. But sometimes he was bad and ate things he wasn't supposed to
and his tummy hurt him. His family always made him feel better, though,
and he was glad that they loved him and took care of him.
One day, Max's back started to hurt him very badly. Being a dachshund,
this wasn't good news at all. He had to go to the hospital for a big
operation. But Max was brave and he went to the hospital where the miracle
doctor fixed his back and made it all better. After the operation, he
lived happily for many more years with his Mommy and Daddy and their
daughter, and his sister Maggie. He romped and played in his big backyard
and munched happily on carrots. But one hot summer day, he had much too
much exercise and he didn't feel good at all, and he became very, very
sick. So even though he loved his family very much and he would miss them
all, he decided that he had to go to the Rainbow Bridge. And his family
missed him very much, too. They all said good-bye to Max, and they were
very glad (and lucky) that he had stayed with them for such a long time.
Max 'Hoover' Hock - June 2000, 6 years, 2 months old
Wrinkles Cale -
June 2000, 2 years, 7 months old
I don't even know where to begin to tell anyone about what
a special friend Wrinkles was. He was there to greet you at the door when
you came home and he was there to listen when you had a bad day at work.
He cried in his own little way when your were sad and crying yourself. I
never realised that you could love something so much and one day it would
be gone. I think his favorite thing was when you said, 'Come on Wrinks,
lets go to bed'. He would run into the bedroom and stare at the bed until
you picked him up and put him on top of the covers. He always seemed to
find his way under the covers in the middle of the night. Boy did he hate
flannel sheets though.
I always prayed that when the day came that Wrinkles would leave that I
would be there and he would not have to go alone. I wanted to make sure
that he was not scared. On 15 June 2000, the day came that I never wanted
to but I got the honour of him taking his last breath while in my
Baby Spud - June
I will miss him with all my heart. He was just like a child to
me. I know that I will see him again, along with his mom Sheena Marie and
Shorty Weinstein -
June 2000, 18 years, 1 months old, 12 days
You walked into our hearts on Thanksgiving day of 1998
at the age of 16. Who could know that you would bring so much
happiness, love and inspiration to our souls in such a quick time. We
dedicated our lives to your health and happiness and you repaid us a
thousand fold in love and joy. When your little body just couldn't
hold out any more we had the priviledge of holding you and kissing you
and saying goodbye as you moved on to your next journey. Though we
only had the honour of seeing your ending years, we cherish every
second. Your face, your smell, your walk, the wonderful little bumps
on your head and the crook in your nose, the sweet licks of your soft
tongue and especially your smile are etched in our hearts
forever. When we work in the garden we can still hear the tinking of
your collar as you patrol the yard and in the evenings we can still
feel the warmth of you curled on one of our chest's with your head
nestled under a chin. We will never forget you, Shorty. You changed
our lives forever. Thank you for loving and trusting us.
Daddies, Hank and Jim
B. Frankfurter (Alex Fink) - June 2000, 12 years, 8 months old
Dear sweet little Alex, it has been a year and I still miss
you so very much. You were my little boy, so full of love and devotion
every day. I wish I could see you out in your yard wandering around and
letting the world know your in charge. It was you and me through thick and
thin, you were always there for me. You made my life so worthwhile and
happy. No dog or person could have been more loved. The love in those eyes
of yours will forever be missed, you could do no wrong in my eyes. I will
love you and remember all those sweet little things you did. I will never
be as happy as the day I see your little face as you wait by the Bridge to
cross with me. Dad loves you so much:)
Jake Grooms - June
2000, 9 years, 3 months old
Jake, your Mommy misses you and
Cassie very much. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think
of you both.
Penny Rose - June 2000, 9 years old
PennyRose was the best friend I ever had. She was my baby! She was
with me when I went through my terrible divorce, and she would keep me company
through the long lonely nights. She was my protector, 'till she hurt her back and in
loving her I did the hardest thing I'd ever had to do - I sent her to the Rainbow
Bridge. It has been two years and I still think of her every day. I buried her under
a tree, and visit her grave often!! She is forever in my heart!! I have two new
doxies, but Penny was my girl!! Fatbutt, Momma loves you and misses you! everyday!! I
know Jesus holds you in his arms waiting for me!! I'll be there someday!!
Buddy B. - June 2000,
15 years old
In loving memory of my first pet, my dachshund, Buddy. I
will always love you and I will see you again some day. Love,
heart's ease - rosemary for remembrance...
'That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,
which too untimely here did scorn the
Huggy - June 2000, 4
Amanda - May 2000, 15 years old
Amanda mercifully died of a heart attack before the duo
planned on killing her and her two dachshund companions started their
brutal hammer attack. Despite her heart attack the attackers dragged her
body for over a half mile to dispose of it.
Huggy was not as lucky as his companion, Amanda. He was forced to suffer
repeated hammer blows before finally giving in to his attackers. Since the
owner of all three dogs still lives with one of the attackers, I feel the
need to see that they are remembered. I never met Huggy or Amanda, or saw
photos of them, but no animal deserves this kind of treatment. Rest
gently, Huggy and Amanda. We will understand if you both are still waiting
for your owner at the Rainbow Bridge - we know how forgiving our little
friends can be. But if your life was as bad as your deaths just remember
that little Honey will be looking for you and any of us who have read your
story will invite you to join us and our little friends as we cross the
Honey, age four, pictured above, managed to drag her little body, with a
smashed foot and
multiple hammer wounds, over three miles where she was found and rescued.
She is now in a new loving home.
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