Heidi - 1993
Pepper - January, 1993,
Dear Pep, remember that snowy day in 93? Where did you go?
I loved you so much Pepper! There's not a day goes by that I don't think
you! You were so full of love, Pepper! I miss you SO MUCH!!!!!! I will
love you always, my little Pepper dog. Run free and play my dearest
I'll see you at the Rainbow Bridge some day!! Tim.
Dudley - January 1993,
14 years old
To Dudley, the Greatest Friend of All : that grief which
cannot speak,which transcends all words, all tears and expression,
the o'er fraught heart and bids it break. And when my time on earth is
through and I am asked to recall the greatest Joy, the greatest Friend,
greatest Love of them all, I shall say, buddy, I remember you. My heart
shattered. I shall love you for an eternity. God, please take care of my
baby. Love always, Terry.
Hexe - February 1993, 15
Restless night...moonlight hitting the strange shapes of
banks. Silver reflections with dark shadows breaking the oneness. Silver
like the snow in the moonlight was the hair in her muzzle. It is three
years to the day that Hexe fell asleep for the last time. How can love
hurt so much?
I look at the spot where I put her that day, wrapped in her
favourite blanket in a little box that I made only days before. Yes I knew
before, because the hole was dug in the fall. I knew the time was near
and so did she.
She was, no - she is - they greatest dachshund there ever
was. A long hair standard with more hair than a bear, a true northern
hound who enjoyed the snow and was never cold. Cold like she was when I laid
her to rest on that little knoll just beside they forest, that was her
favourite place in the last years of her life. Not to far from the house but not to
far from the bush, that she loved and where she would come alive. Just
between dependence and freedom that is her place. Hexe I miss
My friends take care of your hounds, especially the ones
with silver in there muzzles - the ones we have to let go all to soon. It does
hurt. Love them while you can.
Sheena Marie - March 1993, 9 years old
Every one called her 'Baby Jaws' but they really knew just how
really sweet she was. I love you, Sheena, and I will see you again along with
your and Boo's little son, Baby Spud.
Woofits Muthucumaru -
April 1993, 15 years old
Sammy Booberdog -
May 1993, 11 years old
It's been so long, Booberhead, but it still feels like
yesterday. I'm so sorry I didn't realise how sick you were until it was too
late - even Dr Jones was sad he couldn't save you. Please forgive me
Pookie. You left us so quickly, and we miss you so much. Car rides aren't as
fun without you behind the wheel.
Tuffy will be going to the Bridge soon. I know you two didn't get along all
the time, but be the gentleman you always were and make sure he finds the
rest of the family. We love you all, and look forward to seeing you again,
and give you big boober kisses and tummy rubs.
Prunella Taylor - June 1993, 6 months old
Precious girl, I was there when you came into this
world, all wrinkled like a prune. Then you became so beautiful, it
almost hurt to look at you. We tried to deny what our hearts what we
already knew: you were already three-fourths an Angel, not truly meant
for this world for very long. When we learned you had mega esophagus,
we accepted you were truly God's. I should like to think most of your
time here was happy, for you tried so very hard. 'Dear, tell them, that
if eyes were meant for seeing, then beauty is its own excuse for
Sammy - August 1993, 12
I love and miss you booberhead-pookie-boy. Play
Joshua the Great - October
1993, 6 years old
Josh, you were my first dachshund son, and I still feel the loss
of you years later....Not a day goes by with out me thinking of you. Josh, you
started me on my love of the dachshund, and for that, along with many other
things, I thank you. I look at your drawing every day....I hope you will be there
to see me, and the others one day....your pal, your dearest friend, and your
Brutus, A.K.A. Brubru -
October 1993, 13 years old
Brubru was my baby for now and ever. It was immediate love
for both of us. Bru, I miss you sooooo much. I think of you EVERY day and
will NEVER forget you. I do hope indeed there is Rainbow Bridge and that
you and Ras and Cas and I are all together again.
Ana - November 1993, 15
years, 4 months
Ana was my very
first pet as an adult.I found her at my local humane
society when she was about 3 years old. She was the smartest dog I'd ever
owned, and I'd had quite a few as a child.But she was my first
dachshund, and I was hooked from then on. I now have two more, one almost
the same age Ana was when she went to the Rainbow bridge but fortunately
she seems in fairly good health so far.I still miss Ana even after four
years, and feel as if I lost a child.
Leroy - November 1993,
18 years old
Leroy was a stray who came to live with me in 1978. No one
knew how old he was, but the vet and I thought he looked about three. He
was a very quiet, gentle soul, and he loved to burrow under the blanket to
sleep and chase his tennis ball to play. I have never seen a more mellow
dog. Once, he saw a cat and ran after it through a hole in the back fence.
He ran down an easement to the next block and saw that the front door was
open to the house on the corner. I gave chase and was amazed to find that
he had gone into the house, jumped up on the sofa, and had gone to sleep
on the lap of the house's owner. We all had a good laugh over that
incident. Leroy lived a good and full life and finally passed away from
the effects of old age. He will always live on in my memory, and I know he
is doing well wherever he is. Sleep tight, Leroy - until we meet
Dooley - November 1994,
13 years, 1 month old
I received Dooley as a Christmas present in December 1981.
I first saw him under a laundry basket! Dooley's nicknames include
'Bodacious' (which means 'noteworthy') and 'Doolmeister', among others.
Dooley's favorite pastime was licking. He loved to lick Mama's toes and I
miss that! Dooley was a tweenie-sized red smooth haired doxie. He could be
a naughty dog at times, but like a typical doxie, he got under my skin and
I couldn't give him up. You are missed, Dooley. Be sure and meet Mama at
the Bridge someday.
Sausage - December
1993, 5 years, 1 month old
It has been nearly seven years since you made the trip to
the Rainbow Bridge and another dachsie,
Copper, sits beside me as I write
this but I miss you still. We totally understood each other, you and I,
and totally loved. Sausage, you will always be in my
Billy-Jo - 1994, 5 years old
Poor Billy, we still miss you. Your back went and there was no
hope. Paralysis was complete and extensive. Your great granddaughter delights
us all and has your sweet nature. Never forgotten.
Trudy - January 1994, 16 years old
Trudy,you were the one that helped me to get up each day
when I was diagnosed with cancer. I can still hear your bark in the
morning reminding me that I need to get up. You helped me in so many ways
that year of treatment. I survived but you could not . Your age caught up
with you. I still think of you.
Pepe - January 1994, 12
Pepe was the first
dachshund our family kept for more than a year or two because he had such
a great temperament. He would play with other people's dogs who came to
visit. He didn't bite kids even when they would corner him under a table
because they wanted to play with him. He loved to play during the early
part of his life. Later on he was a better cuddle dog than anything. He
learned the word 'cookie' so that we had to spell it so as not to get him
all excited. Soon enough, he learned what the spelling meant too. Pepe
left us one night in January of 1994 when some neighbor's Rottweilers came
into our yard and decided he was something to pick up and shake. I still
cry every time I remember the last time I saw him before my parents took
him to the emergency pet hospital. I told him it was okay, dad would fix
everything. Unfortunately the vet was unable to save him and my parents
had to make the terrible decision to send him on to the Rainbow Bridge. I
can't wait to see him there again!!!!
Sammy Joe - January 1994, 6 years, 3
Your Mommy and I miss you still. You will always be in our hearts. It's
difficult sometimes, even now, to hold back the tears from the loss of a very special and
loving companion. I'm sorry I couldn't help you that night when you left us, but we hope to
cross the Rainbow Bridge with you one day...
Shani - February 1994, 15 years old
Shani was a wonderful, unique, loving and
intelligent standard long-haired dachshund. She was as much a part
of our family as the children. Shani adored walks and the highlight
of her life was probably a 110 km 7 day hike along the coast with
her 'Mum' and 'Dad'.
Shani, even though it's been 12 years since you left this earth, we
think of you almost every day. We often look at your photos and
talk about the wonderful friend that you were to us
Bubbles - February
1994, 11 years old
My precious little soulmate; I am missing you so much;
is not a day that goes by that I don't think of you and yearn for your
kisses. I will never have a little soulmate like you. Be strong little
and wait for me; I will be coming to the Rainbow Bridge someday; link up
with Lady Anne, Trinka and Heidi to wait for me; you will like them.
Hobbs - February 1994,
7 years old
Hobbs was my little angel. He was only
with us a short time, and he was actually my daughter's,
but I loved him more. He had a back disorder and the vet
said surgery was not an option. I miss him so much. He
was my Hobby-dog. I now have Hali, and I love her so. She
is showing signs of the same disorder, and I sit here
tonight crying, begging God not to take her from me, too.
Please pray for us. I have no one else. Hobbs I love you
- Hali I need you.
Sally#2 - March 1994, 18 years old
Sally #2, we really do miss you and your sisters so much. I
know you and your sisters are having a good time with each other. You are
finally back together again.
Marco Polo - April 1994,
12 years, 1 month old
This is to my little boy who gave us cheer, love, laughter, and
bonding. Marco you made us a family when we were just starting out, made us
laugh if we were sad. You gave us hope when you healed quickly from sickness.
You gave us the upmost meaning of love as we went through our life. You are
sorely missed by your loving family, but you still live dearly in our memories
and our lives.
Fritz - June 1994, 4
'Fritz', with his sweetheart, 'Little Bit', - they are
both together now at the Rainbow Bridge ... running and playing together
... together ... forever ... how they are both missed can never be put
into words ...
Gudrun Taylor - June 1994, 15 years, 6 months old
You always tried to be SO dignified, so haughty, but
your dear loving heart always came through. God let your physical self
stay a long time with us that was not long enough.
On your passing, I told you, when you wake, you WILL BE YOUNG AGAIN.
Dearest Gudrun, most noble of people. Our hearts enfold you
Sandy and Binky - June 1994, 13 years old
My sweet Sandy and Binky,
It's been almost ten years since you left us, and we miss you more
each day. Thank you for your unconditional love for the 13 years we
shared our home and hearts with you both. How we loved you!
Mom and Chris
Rhone Whispering Jack,
'Jack' - June 1994, 2 years, 6 months old
Jack was such a special dog and was loved by all who came in
contact with him. He developed a terrible disease that was literally eating him
from inside. For two-and-a-half years Jack changed our lives and they will never
be the same again. What an impact he made. It is now 10 years since this darling
dog died and still I get tears just thinking about him. VALE, DARLING
Bruce - July 1994, 16
years, 6 months old
My sweet, wonderful Bruce who left us over 4 years ago and
who I still miss every day. I've never had a better confidant, anyone who
was a better listener, and a great big brother to Sabrina and
Teeana!I will never forget you and you will always be in
my heart. Love, Mom
Tabatha - July 1994, 8 years old
Tabatha, we've known each other before, and will meet
person or pet has ever touched my heart and soul as you did. When you
left, my heart was broken, and I still miss you deeply. I wish I could
have been a better mom to you.
Gaia says 'Hi'. I also know you are not alone, Izzy
the way for you, and Muffin
followed. So, you have friends to play with with, and that makes me happy.
I look forward to being with you again, Tabby-woo. 'On the good ship,
Lollypop, It's a sweet trip to the candy shoppe, Where bon bons play, On
the road called Peppermint Way' Love, Mom
Dutchess Heidi Schwibs - August 1994, 9 years, 6 months old
Dutchess was so in love with life. I never knew a living
creature that loved life more. It radiated from her, and she taught me how
precious life and love are. She was truly a gift from above. She showed
our family how to cling to it even in times of despair. She was active her
whole life. She lost her master, but we took her to the funeral parlor so
she would never jump up again to hear the car door slam, expecting to see
my father. She squealed with grief indescribably, but she carried on. This
was the same dog who couldn't eat or sleep when my father was away on
business. She lived seven more years, never forgetting him or the precious
joy it is to be alive. She was so emotional. My next dachsie will be named
Solace in honor of Dutchess. She comforted me my whole childhood into
adulthood, reminding me how life is so worth holding on to even admidst
great pain. Thank you Dutchess.
Ch Hypoint King
Luther MS 'Lutherman' - September
Very loved, left me too young an age, always
Sir Simon - September
1994, 2 years old
My dear Sir Simon
Fitzgerald. I see you often in my dreams and miss you so very much. I
still shed tears quite often because you where my little man, my soulmate
and friend. Your size wasn't measured when you stood up for me as my
personal guard dog when strangers came too close for your comfort. I love
you still and look forward to meeting you at your happy home at the
Rainbow Bridge. I know we will show each other off once again when that
time comes and rest and play together like we did. Your death was tragic
and I still blame myself for letting you venture to close to that road in
front of our house. My hands laid on you as you took your last breath and
we both cried. In your memory I have opened a piece of my heart of to Sir
Simon the II but the part of my heart you touched and protected belongs to
you and only you. Your 'human' brothers think of you often as well and I
have shared the comforting story of the Rainbow Bridge with them as well.
Until we meet again, I refuse to say goodbye my friend. Play and spread
joy in your home there and as you must know, I will never forget you....
Sandy - September 1994, 1 years, 6 months old
Tiny Tippy -
November 1994, 16 years old
My dear little Tiny
You came into my life a month after my dad passed away. You could always
tell when I was depressed. You wiped away my tears and told me that it was
okay to cry.
It's been four years but it seems like only yesterday that you went to the
Bridge. Till we meet again, know that I will always love you.
Megan King Tyler - November 1994, 13 years old
It's been almost six years since you left me, Megan. I
still think about you every day. I know you are in a better place. I will
always miss you.
Wolfgang - 1994, 17
My little man who believed he was a person in a red fur
There never was or ever will be another like you.
Elena - November 1994, 6 years, 2 months old
Elena was my
beloved baby Girl. She was as dear as the sun on a warm day...I will miss
her forever...Her mother, Stephanie
Stephens - December 1994, 13 years, 6 months old
Fritz was a joy and brought much happiness into our
lives. We will miss him and think of him each day of our lives.
his mom, Barbara
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