Fritz von Reichman - December 2002, 18 years, 2 months old

Our very beloved pets, Fritz and Milo, were loved so much and now are missed very, very much. Milo is on the left of Santa while Fritz is on the right. Fritz is by himself in the next photo opening his Christmas present. Fritz and Milo were two wonderful brothers and came to us in 1984. Fritz was the 'Bossy Boots' and Milo would tell him that if he didn't behave he would get into trouble.

My daughter worked for a veterinarian and was very good friends with a person who took an active interest in placing stray and mistreated animals into good homes. My daughter, through this other person, became aware that she had discovered a dachshund, which, was being mistreated. The owners were locking the pup up in a closed closet for 8 or more hours a day while they went to work, and then punished the poor guy when they came home because he soiled himself. They, my daughter and her friend, convinced these people to sell the dog to us. This was Milo. We had just purchased Fritz a few months earlier as a replacement for another dachshund that had to be put to sleep due to old age. Fritz soothed our grief with his puppy antics. Milo looked thin and his chest was shallow. With his long beak he looked like an alligator when he walked. Eventually, and with good treatment, he filled out and became a healthy, happy pup. Even at the puppy age, Fritz, because he came first, demanded Milo to be subservient to him. Milo did not mind and considered him to be the boss. Fritz and Milo were real lap dogs. Whenever Fritz wanted to get up onto mommy's lap, he would sit up for what seemed like hours, ramrod stiff until she noticed that he was there. At times he would twist his head to look at me where I sat on the opposite side of the room as if to say, 'What do I have to do to get mommy's attention?' When she saw him, she would tap her side and he would jump onto her lap. Milo would see this and without hesitation would jump up on her other side.

Whenever I lay on the floor, Milo would climb on my back, massage it, and give me a haircut all the time nibbling and barking with glee. Fritz appeared to be the dominant dog in the house, but outside, when taken for a walk, Milo would defend us and Fritz would lag behind whenever they saw another dog. Both had to be put to rest because of old age and the consequences thereof. Both are greatly missed.

Fritz and Milo, wait for us at the Rainbow Bridge so we can be together again. I am certain that there will be rabbits and squirrels to chase on the other side when we are all together. You will never know how very much we loved you both.

Darling Milo passed away at the age of 16 years 2 months in October 2000. Fritz was placed to rest at his side in December 2002.

They will always be in our hearts and forever loved and missed. God bless you both. Mommy, Daddy and all the family

Ginger Smith Gorman - December 2002, 14 years, 6 months old

We are missing the best friend we ever had and all who were fortunate to know her or be in her presence loved her.

Monique - December 2002, 15 years old

My beloved dachshund, Monique, was born in 1988. She was a 'Yankee', born in Buffalo, NY. She was beautiful; a show-quality smooth, red standard.

I had planned to breed her, but shortly after her first heat she developed chronic bladder and kidney problems. My veterinarian (at the time) advised me to spay her since her health would be jeapordized by pregnancy.

Throughout her life, Monique suffered many, many bladder and kidney problems. She literally lived on antibiotics and other medications for nearly 15 years.

Yesterday, at the ripe old age of 15, Monique was put to rest. It was extremely difficult, especially at this time of year.

Monique had been with me forever, it seems. She has been there to console me through the bad times, and she has rejoiced with me in the good times.

Someone once told me that it is possible for another species to be a best friend. Although I am truly blessed with human friends, for which I am grateful, I now understand what he meant. Our animal companions share our spirit and love us unconditionally. Monique, my dear friend, you will be missed so very much.


Moonraven's ShadowLord - December 2002, 2 years, 2 months old

Nooo, Shadow, please don't go...
I still need to let you know
You are my baby - can't you see, just how much you mean to me??
Your velvety black coat and glistening brown eyes...
You're too young for us to be saying good-byes!
Sweet little faithful friend, I can sense you're nearing the end...
It's so hard to let you go,
Darling Shadow, I love you so!!
Go to sleep, don't fight anymore,
I know things can't be like before...
My heart is breaking as you lie
in my arms - just one last good bye...
A warm, teary kiss on your precious head
I close your eyes and whisper, 'he's dead'...
But Shadow, you will live on in my heart
'Till we meet again, nevermore to part!!
Gone, but not forgotten...
Love, Mommy and Daddy

Sherman Maufroy - December 2002, 6 years old

Sherman - my little red - you were my baby before all other babies in my life. I took care of you from the time you so preciously entered my life and I made a promise to you that I would always be there for you - and I would like to think that I was. Your wonderful little personality brightened many, many dark days of mine and if it had not been for you - those dark days would have gone on forever. I kept going after many other tragedies in my life for you, afterall, no matter what, I had you to care for and love with all of my heart. I cannot express to you just how much I am going to miss you - the loss is just too great to put into words. My heart is breaking with every thought of you and the feeling of loss is just utterly unbearable. I did not expect to lose you so soon, they said you were going to pull through - to my untold sadness, you did not. I could go on and on about you Sherman - and I will in my mind and heart everyday. Until the day I pass and see you once more, there will not be a day that goes by that I will not think of you. I love you so very much, little red. You are one of a kind and you will be missed by many, many people, but not nearly as much as I will miss you. Jacob and I love you dearly and we will keep you alive in our hearts and minds each day, and that is a promise just like the one I made to you years ago. I simply love you so much and I will miss you greatly!!!! I pray for God to get me through this great loss, because you are truly irreplaceable. God bless you, Sherman. Nana will take care of you for us. Find that warm spot in the sun like you always did - and I will be there. With all of my love. Mommy

Sweet Bailey - December 2002, 15 years, 9 months old

My sweetlittle girl Bailey, I can't tell you how much I will miss having you in my life. You were the first dog I had on my own and we had a very special bond. We experienced a great deal of things together, took lots of fun trips and you outlasted any of the boyfriends! The thing I will miss most is your sweet little face looking at me as you stood on my chest giving me your special 'huggy bears'. Life just won't be the same without those hugs from Bay. You'll be in my heart forever.

Love, your Mom

Lola Forsyth - December 2002, 17 years, 9 months old

My oldest friend went ahead to the Rainbow Bridge to be with her sisters Rosie, Nancy and Elsie. There, they wait for me, but I am needed here by Daisy and Phoebe, my lovely wire-haired little ones. Someday, we will all be together. Lola was a gem, a jewel, and a rare spirit. I have been so lucky to know her.

Lil Joe - December 2002, 12 years, 11 months old

To my beloved Joe, I miss you so much. The holidays was very hard for me. You were taken from me so quickly and unexpectedly. I never knew you were sick, you never showed me that you were ill and hurting, I could of helped you if only I knew. I miss you. A day does not go by with out tears for you. I sleep with your blankie every nite and hold you very close to me. I miss the kisses when I come home late at night from work. I hope to see you soon. I love you and miss you very much.


Pumpkinfash -December 2002, 13 years, 6 months old

You came into my life 13 years and six months ago. Your sweet loving eyes were the first things I saw and this past Christmas Eve they were the last things I saw as you stepped over to the Rainbow Bridge. I miss your 'attitude', the sound of you stretching on the bed in the morning ready for your morning walk. I miss the smell of your fur and the way your eyebrows went up when we were cooking dinner. I miss everything about you and I will never ever forget you.

Tootsie Ford - December 2002, 10 years, 6 months old

The day Tootsie came into my life I finally knew what love was, and she returned my love ten fold. She will remain in my heart forever more.

Fergie - December 2002, 15 years, 5 months old

We were blessed to have Fergie's company for over 15 years. In fact, we had her before we were married. She had spunk and personality, she yelled at us when we returned from a vacation and left her home, she kissed me when I cried or was sad, she loved fruits and vegetables. She was a wonderful companion. When her kidneys began to fail we did all we could to extend her time with us. Our efforts bought us another month, but I guess she was needed in heaven more than she was needed on earth, and so there she went. She's with her former housemate, Ruffles, now, and Grandma and Grandpa who would dogsit for us when we had to leave her home. It's unbelievable how great a void an eight-and-a-half pound dog can leave. Thank you, Fergie, for gracing us with your presence. I love you and miss you.

Toby 'Kujo' Visser - December 2002, 8 years old

You will be loved forever. Thank you for all that you taught me about life.

I will have a void in my heart until we meet again at the Bridge.

Kisses... I love you.

Arnie - December 2002, 6 years old

Arnie, you were such a beautiful part of our family - those big brown eyes almost talked to us. You were cheeky and stubborn but such an important part of our lives. We miss your greeting when we come home from work - you loved everybody. Sadly your back gave out and it was such a sad day when you died. We love you and miss you always.

Love Leanne, Rick, Chris and Danielle

Misery von Walter Goett-Dawson - December 2002, 12 years old

10/7/1990 - 12/31/2002 - Sadly missed by Daddy, Mommy, Julie, Taylor and Devin

Greta B. Asbury - December 2002, 14 years old

You were the best doxie I have ever owned. Or I should say you owned me. The days of you bumping your tennis ball in the wall to get me to play, I truly miss. Even though you had turned 'blonde' in your early years, you were ever so spunky. I am going to miss our walks and you barking loudly at the big dogs warning them of your presence. Boogie looks for you every day. He thinks you are getting the royal treatment and he is left in the cold. That is his doxie thought. You will always be in our hearts and prayers. I know you are chasing your tennis ball now and enjoying your favourite food - chicken.

We love you and miss you. Leslie, Daryl, Hayden and Hannah

Penny Reeve - December 2002, 11 years old

Penny spent most of her adult life in Connecticut where she was a breeder pup. She retired in 2000 and came to live with us in Rhode Island. She became a loving companion for my father-in-law who lived with us. She would go to visit him in the hospital. She would also visit my father in the hospital convolescent home. The patients were always delighted to see her. She died just before Christmas, 2002, of Cushings disease. She loved to run on the beach, go on family picnics, and dinner time was her favourite part of the day.

Lottie Dah - December 2002, 7 years old

My little Lottie, I thought that time would have made the days easier for us. Your Mom, Lacey, looked for you, and Dad, Uncle Johnny, and I still think you here you. I know you are at a good place, and you are waiting for us. Your ashes are buried in the soft green grass you loved to play in. We miss you so...

Mitzi (Hanna) - December 2002, 6 years old

What can I say? Mitzi was the first dachshund we had ever owned and needless to say, she brought us much love and joy in the six years we had her. She died of cancer on 12 December 2002....she was always there for us even though she was ill. We didn't know how ill until exploratory surgery was done and I knew then...she was very, very ill. She never once showed it, except in her eyes, the last week we had her with us. The last day she was here with us, I took her for a long walk and told her how much we loved her. That morning when I took her to the vet after her walk....I really felt all would be okay, until I received the phone call saying how bad 'it' I let her go in peace.

Three weeks later we decided to call the vet and ask if there was anyone they knew who had had a litter of dachshunds....and they directed us to a breeder that had just had a litter of puppies a week before Mitzi died. Needless to say we are the proud owners of two dachshunds now....Molly and Reese.....because of the love Mitzi had given us...we are now able to give the same love back to two dachshunds!

We will never forget her!!!

Sasha volpe -Christmas day December 2002, 11 years old

My Sasha was taken from me on Christmas day 2002. It has been three months now and the pain is like it was yesterday. Sasha is my world and my joy now it's gone forever.

Sasha mommy and daddy love and miss you every day.

Ginger Boo - December 2002, 2 years old

Ginger my boo boo, I miss you so much. I can't express in words how much I loved you and what I could've done to save you. Oh how I wish I could hold you one last time kiss you one last time To spend just another second with you to find out where you are . 'Cause life hurts without you. At night, every night, I cry and cry. I can't help thinking how my life would be perfect with you again cause every moment is nothing without you. I just want you to know I love you, I just want you to know I wanna hold you for the rest of my life with you by my side forever and forever and ever. I remember her ginger colour, her sparkling eyes, her beauty and her fantastic tail - the nicest dog, the best dog - my Ginger. And I remeber that day - the tears the passing by - the letting go the end. But one day we will both walk across the Bridge together and be perfect.

Woodstock - Woody - December 2002, 1 year, 4 months old

To our sweet Woody,
You were always so loving and kind. Although you weren't with us long, you touched many lives. You still are my pride and joy. I think about you everyday. We all miss you so much and love you more each day you're not with us. I know there is a special place for you in heaven because you are their most precious angel and our's too. Until we meet again, we love you!
Loving and missing you, Ashley, Ivan and the rest of our family

Hannibul (Bulla) - December 2002, 1 year old

Dear little Bulla - the light of my day, the wonder boy. I remember, 2:34 a.m. Becky woke me up and I got to see the first puppy born - you. And if you were the boy, the only boy. The mark on your chest a white diamond the mark of beauty. You were what everyone looked at, you were Patick's little boy. Like his own little protector and when you had to go he was torn, and it started the rest of the Fitzgerald dog family, but now we have your daughter and she misses you, she misses you and Ginger she loved you and so did everyone.

Debbie's little Dolly - December 2002, 7 years old

In memory of Dolly,
The pet we loved will remain with us forever, and cherished memories will abide within our hearts reminding us that the love we shared together is eternal. Dolly will always be in my heart and one of my most precious memories.


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