Old friends - memory touches the same ends
Frieda Poole - owned by Francis, Bill, Barbara and Jo Anne Poole in the 1950s, and the originator of my
passion for all things dachshund.
Frieda Poole - About 13 years old
"Tattered 'round the edges,
And faded now with time;
Memories that linger still,
Are what they left behind.
Like a precious package,
Kept in a secret room,
Each memory a treasure,
A family heirloom.
On rare and quiet occasions
The package opens wide;
revealing then the memories,
That nestle there inside.
Faces etched in memories
Like photos from the past;
each snapshot printed in the heart,
Are memories that last.
Worn and ragged photographs,
So faded now with time;
Yet the lasting love deep in your heart,
Is what they left behind."
Nibsy Large - November 1946, 6 years, 3 months old
You were waiting for me when I came home from the hospital as a baby, Nibsy, and you shared my crib and my stroller with me. It was wartime, and my parents could only get a hand-me-down stroller made for twins. So you always came along for the ride, sitting next to me. You died when I was four, but I still remember you. Because of you I have always loved dachshunds, and because of you I can truly say I have had dachshunds since the day I was born!
Love from your baby brother Don.
Ingvald - June 1957, 17 years old
We grew up together but 'Ing' had a broken heart for our
Shotzie - April 1961, 13 years old
You were the love of my childhood and the first of the many
dachsies who have passed through my life. We were the same age, you and I. You
taught me love and gentleness, with a twinkle in your eye. It has been over 40
years now since you left to wait at Rainbow Bridge. I know that you are not alone
- many of those who came after have gone on to join you there. These long years
past, some of my memories have faded, but my love for you - never! I still talk to
your picture every day and smile as I remember the time we had together so long
ago. Watch over us - we will see you again. I love you still . .
Tina - August 1961, 5 months old
It has been more than 40 years. You came to us when I was a
teenager and after our beloved Shotzie had gone to Rainbow Bridge. Your stay in my
life was much too brief, precious puppy. I treasure the memories of a beautiful,
little, red girl who passed much too quickly through my life. I often wonder about
the girl you would have become.
Lady Anne - 1961, 17
Dear Lady Anne, You were my best friend growing up and
me how important dogs are to people; you taught me well through your
and love; you were the only person I could truly tell my troubles to
those adolescent years. Thank you for being there.
Max the First
At the Bridge with the other dachsie angels. Play hard and
happy until we meet again.
Winkie - August 1962, 9 years old
Helping you up the stairs as a puppy
was my first memory as a toddler. You were universally loved by family and
friends. You sat in the brown chair with a friend or stranger, you didn't
care. You liked cheese and ice cream and snuggling under the covers as all
dachshunds do. You survived being poisoned and being run over by a car but
could not survive cancer. We were on vacation in the summer of 1962 and
had just returned from visitng Yellowstone Park when Grannie called to
relate your passing. How we wept that night, even my Dad who I don't ever
remember crying before. While you loved us all, you loved Mom best. You
would turn over to have us pet your ample stomach and hide under the beds
to nap. Have as much fun at the Rainbow Bridge until we come for you...we
love you and miss you still !!!
Debbie, Drew, Dow, Mom and
Karo von Haus Meusel
- June 1963, 9 years old
Gut Hund you are missed.
Will-o'-the-Wisp - August 1963, 15 years
It's now almost 40 years, but there was no Internet in your time.
In memory of the great times together, when I was just a little boy and you were getting
on and I had to help you up the stairs and it was you that seemed pretty tired when we got
to the top!
I still miss you, but I've had a dachsie that looks just like you for almost eight years
now and, of course, he's called Wisp!
In Loving Memory,
Candy - Summer 1964, 8 years old
Candy, it's been years since you left me, but you still
maintain a very special place in my heart! I will never forget going to
pick you out when I was just six years old. Because I was an only child,
you truly were my best friend for the next eight years of my life. I will
never forget the love that you brought into my life.
Baron von Heyde (Moochie) -
July 1966, 7 years, 7 months old
Our beautiful dachsie came to us on a snowy day in February,
1959, as payment of a debt. Daddy, an extraordinarily talented mechanic, had
rebuilt the engine in a friend's car. 'Friend' was a little short on cash at the
time, but he did have a litter of AKC dachshunds that were just the right
age...would he like one for his kids? Daddy looked down into a cardboard box
Friend was holding and picked up a little wiggly black and tan puppy. 'Sure,' he
said, 'why not?'
From that day forward, Moochie was a member of our family. He loved to ride in
the car and his favorite stop was the A & W where Daddy would buy us all
(Moochie, too) ice cream cones. He was a great little camper and went on all our
fishing trips, even hiking several miles back into the woods on more than one
occasion. Before he was a year old, he swam in the Yukon River above the Arctic
Circle. In the winter he loved to play in the snow. He would dive into a
snowbank head first. We practically had to drag him inside. The following summer
he traveled the Al-Can Highway with us. Then, after living in Seattle for a
time, in the spring of 1963 he moved with us to the Mojave Desert. Moochie
perceived the desert as hostile territory; you could see it in his eyes. His
dream was to return to Alaska. The desert sapped his strength and in the end a
snake was his undoing.
When I picture him at The Bridge, he's frollicing in the snow - or having an ice
cream cone with my brother Earl, who met him at The Bridge in June 2001.
Be patient my loves. One day Mama, Daddy and I will be reunited with you
All my love,
Maxamillion Marx Payne
- June1967, 6 years old
To the one who began it all. You were my first 'doxie' and I
have never forgotten you. You were my playmate, my soulmate and my friend. I
will see you at the Bridge....
Sally No. 1 - Spring 1968, 11 years old
Sally, you were my first puppy as a child and provided me with a
life-long love of dachsies.
Oh, how you endured the torture of being dressed in clothes and wheeled through
the neighborhood in a baby stroller, diaper and all! You were such a willing
pupil when we 'played school' but would look at Mom with those pleading brown
eyes to save you when you grew tired of it all. You even survived a 10-mile Boy
Scout hike with Craig, although the little pads of your feet were so sore. You
loved to be cleaned with the vacuum nozzle, stuff yourself up against the heat
ducts, and eat anything in sight. You were such a docile and loving little girl
and the day you died our hearts were broken. Mom and Dad never again had another
dog but I have had three since you. ou have been at Rainbow Bridge for many
years but the memories remain so vivid. You were one special dachsie and I will
love you always.
Wennie - July 1968, 6 years old
Weenie was my very special friend when I was a little
girl. I had no brothers or sisters so Weenie was my sister and I never
felt like an only child. She had a wonderful nature but many health
problems. I miss her to this day.
Humphrey - 1969, 6
Our soccer playing fella!
Tillie - 1986, 15
Sweetest girl ever!!
Chloe - 1986, 12
Sweet girl and friend!
We miss you all!
Heidi - 1970, 17
At the Bridge with the other dachsie angels. Play hard and
happy until we meet again.
Puddles I - July 1970,
12 years old
Rusty I - December
1990, 5 years old
Sandy - April 1992, 2
Skeeter - July 1993,
5 years old
Igor - December 1990, 5
Rusty II - November
1994, 4 years old
Puddles II - January
1995, 11 years old
Black Lady - June
1995, 6 years old
Bandit - November
1995, 4 years old,
Blacky - November 1995, 10 years old,
Buckingham - November
1995, 4 years old, Dolly - November 1995, 6 years
Natasha - November 1995, 4
years old,and Snowball -
November 1996, 8 years old
to the Bridge when their kennels were twice, tragically, struck by
Bozo Lane -
Dear Bozo Lane,
You were an awesome dachshund and my very first dog. I remember eating
ice cream under my bed with you (from
the same spoon) when I was six. I'll never forget you, Love and more
love, Teresa Lane
Fritz - 1971, 13 years
Fritz was the first
dog my family ever had when I was a child. I grew up
with him always silently present. My mother used to always call him a
"stubborn German" because he was so independent and strong willed.
If anyone did something he didn't like he would get into his basket and
his back to the room and lie there unmoving for hours no matter what we
did to try and win him over again. Fritz was a great hunter who often
chipmunks in downspouts and then would sit there for hours barking at them
biting the metal spouts in fury. He was not a lap dog, but a very serious
fellow. One time on his wanderings around the neighborhood he was
attacked by a wolf/huskie mix and survived dragging himself down the
and over 60 stitches that the vet used to patch him up. Although he was a
rather aloof dachsie, he very willingly "adopted" a dachshund puppy we
into the house when he was 10 years old. From that day on the two of them
were inseparable. When I think of Fritz I picture him pressed tightly
the wall heating vent on a snowy day near the picture window.......and
little dachshund puppy named Hans laying *on top* of him a fraction of an
closer to the wall. For most of the cold Illinois winter days they would
like that sleeping peacefully together. Fritz was a champion at sitting up
would sit up ramrod straight for very long time periods. Later in his
turned quite gray and became blind from cataracts. Sometimes I would come
the TV room and find no one there but Fritz, who would be sitting up even
though no human was in the room with him. He spent his last months
around his familiar house bumping into things and sometimes down the
that led to the front door. My mother would say this was okay because "he
rolls" but I always felt very bad for him and his constant wanderings all
the house. One day when I was at school and my father at work my mother
Fritz to the vet and had him put to sleep without telling anyone she was
to do it. The only time I have ever seen my father cry in over 40 years
when he came home that night and noticed Fritz wasn't there. Fritz, you
a tough character but I still think of you with a smile and a tear 27
after your passing.
Heidi Hye - July 1971, 4 years old
I received Heidi as a gift for graduation and couldn't
have been happier. I had been raised with another dachshund through
childhood, but Heidi was my own precious Baby. She was so sweet and
loving. When she was four years old, some high school kids thought, after
someone had let her out of my fenced yard, that it would be fun to run
over the sausage dog. Therefore I lost my Baby. I miss her very
November 1971, 3 years old
Mitzi - 'Mitti' - 1972, 13 years, 6 months old
Darling Mitti, It is a lot of years since you went to the
Rainbow Bridge and Mummie has now come to you and just left Missus behind.
You will have crossed with Mummie and waiting for your Missus on the other
side. It broke my heart when you left us and I still love you just as much
as I did the day you left us. Take care of Mummie until I come and join
you. God Bless you both your loving Missus, Trissie.
Poncho Hollis - 1972, 3
years, 6 months old
My little Poncho, you came to me when I had lost hope in human-kind
and you made me laugh, you gave me reason to live - and for three and a half years
we were inseparable. When I lost you ,for such a long time my life stood still - I
still hear your bark and feel your doxie kissies. Just wait for me at Rainbow
Bridge - I will come I promise. Your brother, Carl, sends his love. Love, your
Lady - 1972
Gretel Collier - March 1973, 12 years, 7 months old
You came into our family as a puppy and soon became our life
long Sister/Friend/Protector with an understanding ear whenever
we were introuble from mum and dad. You were very proud and
strong-minded with an uncanny abillity to sense who was good to
the family who was not to be trusted. It has been 30 years since
you passed on to a dachshund heaven where we know you still
watch over us and we still talk about our time with you when we
were growing up to become resposable adults. Gretel Collier the
family still loves you and holds your memory so very dear. All
our love to you.
Dad, Mum, Keith, Myra, Shane, Cherine and
Mitzi - May 1973, 10 years old
Freda - July 1974, 13 years old
Precious 'Freedie' - you came to us the day after Tina died; we
just could not stand the void! You were a joyful, playful girl who loved to sit up
for hours on end to look out of the window. You became my mother's treasured
friend (she is with you now - are you sitting in her lap?!!) when I left home. I
was far away when you left for Rainbow Bridge with Mom at your side. My teenage
pal . . .
Greta - July 1974 - 12
Greta came to us in a small cardboard box when I was 3. I
was a guinea pig, but she turned out to be the greatest bundle of
love on four feet! She was fiercely protective of my Mom and Dad and me,
and was the best (loudest) watchdog in Crow Wing County.
Greta was a 32-pound red, smooth-haired dachsie whose only fault was too
hearty an appetite, which I wish we could go back and fix. It eventually
proved her undoing as she developed back trouble when she was eleven. On
my mom's birthday , we finally couldn't ask her to endure any more
pain. For *years* after she was gone, I would come home and expect to
hear her nails clicking on the linoleum as she would come to greet me
when I would come home.
Greta was a sister to me, as I am an only child. She would play
endlessly and snuggle warmly whenever asked. It was always so comforting
to have her snuggle up to my face and I would smell her puppy smell.
When we were choosing our current dachsie, Fritzi, the things that sold
me on her were her wonderful sweet puppy smell that was IDENTICAL to
Greta's smell, and impish personality that told me that Greta's spirit
was with us once again!
Thank you so much, Greta, for the lesson in love you taught me! We all;
Mom, Dad, Ashley, Terri, Fritzi and I, will someday meet at the Bridge
and be together forever!!!
Heidi Gladish - September 1974, 12 years old
Heidi was my first dog. My dad bought her because my sister
and I were afraid of dogs. Thanks to little Heidi, my sister and I have
been dachshund-lovers ever since!
Heidi was a tweenie-sized smooth doxie. She was red with a black stripe
down her back. Sometimes we called her HeidiBelle. She was a loving and
lovable little dog and oh how I'd love to give her a hug right now! Heidi,
Mama still remembers you after all these years and will see you someday at
the Bridge. Be good little girl - I love you!
Sally#1 - September 1974, 14 years old
Sally #1, you were the one that started it all. I never had
a longdog before you. Now I never want to be without one. I still miss
you. You keep an eye on everyone and someday Mommy will see you all again.
Ginger Heard - November 1975, 11 years old
While you were not as sweet-natured as our
first dachshund, Winkie,
you were loved in your own right. You also slept under the covers, often
in my bed, and I remember when my parents came to visit me at college and
was put out because they did not bring you on that visit. You, too,
succumbed to cancer in the fall after my college graduation.
I'll never forget the day we picked you out. Mom took me and my two
brothers to a pet store where they, unbelievably, had about four litters
of dachshunds with four or five puppies in each. Mom took us each over
there separately and we eached picked out YOU! We brought you home in a
shoebox. Our neighbour, who had two dachshunds of her own, remarked one
time how rich your coat was...it was all that love and people food! Now
you have joined Winkie at the Rainbow Bridge and I hope that you are
Much love always, Debbie, Drew, Dow, Mom and
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