Shelbyville, TN 37160
9/7/2025 8:00 PM
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Rainbow Bridge
RIP 12-06-18 Diane, it is my sad duty to report to you and AADR that our Precious crossed over the rainbow bridge today. We Adopted Precious from AADR in Oct, 2007, when she was about 4. She was our “Precious” girl until today. She had an inoperable mass in her Abdomen. She went downhill fast, and did not suffer much. All the Harris family will miss her, I will miss her the most, for she was my baby. Denny and Glenda Harris On December 6, 2019, we lost our beloved Precious. For 11 years she was truly our “Precious”. We will never forget the day we meet Precious at the 2007 Mutt Strut at the AADR booth. I picked her up out of her crate, and she laid her head on my shoulder and looked at me with her beautiful eyes. It was love at first sight. She was our faithful companion, loving to go on hikes with us, patrolling our yard keeping the “critters” out. She was an excellent mole hunter and killer. She would spend hours just sitting in our laps. We missed terribly, and will live in our hearts forever. She was 15. 
This was our precious Mike. He was a breeder dog, had no teeth, and a tattoo in his ear from his previous life that we made sure he forgot. He was the King of his harem; Molly, a red long hair, and Snickers, a dapple dumplin’. He just wanted love. All. The. Time. And we gave it to him. He was his daddy’s boy. He loved exploring the back yard and constantly marked his territory wherever the girls peed. Sometimes peeing on their tails as they were going! I’d say “Mike, can you not wait till they finish?” He loved riding in the truck and getting a little ice cream. The older he got his eye sight failed, he couldn’t hear it thunder (which was a good thing because he hated thunder) and had to wear diapers but we didn’t mind because he was worth it. He got very feeble and had dementia. Everyone at our vets office loved him. His final days and making the decision we didn’t want to make were very hard. We held him and kept telling him what a good boy he was and how much we loved him as the needle went through the catheter. Then his little head just peacefully fell over in his dads arms and we broke down. I wanted to scream “BRING HIM BACK! START HIS HEART! GIVE HIM NARCAN!!” The vet staff was all with us and were soooo compassionate, hugging us, and gave us as much time as we needed. We had him cremated and just got his ashes back in a pretty little box. It’s in our living room by a battery powered candle with a little dog treat on top. We say “ you’re home now buddy. Your precious little soul is in heaven but your body is here with the people that loved you.” He’s running free now with all his teeth, eyesight, and hearing and I just know he must be one of God’s favorites. R.I.P Mike. We miss you so much, Mom and Dad 
Schnitzel came to our family in 2005. We already had a wonderful pet hound mix named Zeus. Zeus however was aloof and wandered. He enjoyed simply being outside but wasn't a lap dog. My wife and I decided a lap dog was what we needed in our family! She had strict requirements; had to be small, had to be red or almost red, and a short coat - of course she wanted a dachshund. I'd never considered a smaller dog before so I started searching.
I found Shea on the AADR website. She seemed the perfect fit. I contacted Diane and we made arrangements after a house visit to inspect our home. Shea came to us in the middle of the night by transport. My wife couldn't make it and I drove along to pick her up. She sat on my lap the two hour drive home and refused to sit by herself. When I looked down to check on her she gave me kisses. Little did I know that this was how she would be for the next 15 years.
We named her Schnitzel and she was the lap dog we wanted. But make no mistake you didn't leave the house without her and not have a good reason. I bought her a Snoozer car bed and every day I could she drove with me while I worked. Zeus took up the whole back seat and Schnitzel in the front. I often had to explain I couldn't give a ride or pick up materials because the truck was full of dogs.
We had many adventures, traveled many states, and she even flew in my airplane. Schnitzel converted many non dog people into dog lovers. I know she was responsible for many many adoptions after folks got to experience how sweet she was and such a wonderful companion. As she got older she was less active. But her days were filled with long naps, walks in her stroller, and of course watching the latest movie at night. My wife called her my girl friend. She really was. I'll miss her terribly and know she'll never be replaced.
Alex Hamilton and Family
February 14th, I said good-bye to my dear little girl Faith. Her first 6 years were spent being exploited in a puppymill. For the next 18 months she was in several foster placements and two other adoptive homes. Is it any wonder that she was frightened, untrusting, and broken when I adopted her?!? In time, this beautiful soft-coat wheaton wire-hair doxie SLOWLY came out of her shell. The first day she gave me a kiss, I wanted to cry ... it had taken over a year of love, a LOT of patience, and a daily structured routine with her dachshund siblings. For the past year Faith’s mental health has declined. When she was diagnosed with Cushing's disease, the endocrinologist forewarned me that the meds would enlarge an existing brain tumor exacerbating her blindness and dementia. Unfortunately, her decline came more quickly than we anticipated ... there was no longer any joy left in Faith’s life. I am heartbroken to lose you, Faith, but I take solace knowing you will be greeted at the rainbow bridge by Max, Marty, Callie, and Mickey. Together you will run free and be forever happy! RIP dear Faith ... until we meet again ... 
Jerry, you came to us in 2006 and all you wanted was for someone to love you. We spent the next 12 years helping you forget your first 2 years. I hope we showed you just how much we loved you and how much a part of our family you became. We will see you again little buddy… I truly believe that. We miss you each and every day. 10/22/2018 Thank you, Eric Bohan |