Cinnie Ruby
We adopted our sweet Cinnie in October of 2011. She was our 4th Dachshund adopted from AADR, and the oldest of the bunch. She had the sweetest face ever. When she looked at you with those soft, brown eyes you just wanted to love on her!! We miss her so much! Our Cinnie girl, wait for us at the Rainbow Bridge! Love you always, Mom and Dad

Oscar #17
We don't know how it happen but we are so sorry we didn't catch it in time to save you RIP you were the sweetest

Cocao Bly
Cocao was our first Dachshund and stole our hearts. She is the reason we foster for AADR. She brought so much happiness to our family. We miss her and hope to see her again at The Rainbow Bridge. Love you Cocao ❤️ Jan 2004-Jan 2017

Kirby Morse...RIP
Kirby you will be missed by the Morse's and many who loved you...

Megan...RIP
I adopted Megan in the fall of 2007. On February 11th, 2017 my precious baby Megan crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Queen Victoria once said "Nothing will turn a man's home into a castle more quickly and effectively than a Dachshund." Megan was most certainly the Princess of our castle. She loved her princess throne on the couch and she loved getting belly rubs! She was also my Miss Hospitality. Everyone and anyone was greeted with the privilege to rub her belly, and if she sat beside you she would place one regal paw on your leg to make you feel welcomed and loved. She loved laying out in the sun, and cuddling with her person of choice on the sofa. She loved her treats and playing with her toys. Her favorite foods were chicken . . . I mean CHICKEN, oh how she would go crazy over chicken . . . scrambled eggs, peanut butter, and Cheetos. She did not have a very good start in life, and I am grateful that God put her in my life so that I was able to spoil her for the last two-thirds of her life. Megan was my first pet as an adult and she was perfect. She was my baby. She was an excellent sister to Bella; she always protected Bella from the swiffer and vacuum cleaner. She loved visiting all the other fur-babies she encountered at Grammy and Grandaddy's and she loved running through the back yard with her pack. Starting four years ago she had had three different sets of complications with her neck and back, and she had had a severe seizure, and she had come back to full recovery after all of them. But the last week of her life she went downhill quickly, first with colitis and then vestibular issues. She was the dog with nine lives, and I thought she would come back from this too, but her little body just couldn't do it anymore. As the sun rose that Saturday morning, she left her 16 year old body and crossed the Rainbow Bridge into the arms of Jesus where she was made better, made whole, embraced by God, met by her old companions, and will be forever loved. I am so grateful for her life, her joy, and her love. Her body now enriches the soil and a fruit tree, her spirit is doing the happy dance in Heaven, and the memory of her will always be in my heart, never to part. "Baby mine close your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart never to part, baby of mine." I will always cherish Princess Megan and the decade when I was blessed to have the love and companionship of my precious baby.