Beaner RIP 10-04-13
Ed and Beaner were a match made in Heaven. Beaner passed away yesterday laying in Ed’s arms. They laid down for a nap. Beaner gasped once and was gone. Ed is devastated. He loved Beaner like a son. Beaner was 14 years old and had not shown any health issues. Ed’s vet said Beaner had a heart attack.

Rolo
He came into our lives in 2005, a puppy. He was "imperfect for the breed" so he was given to us for free. He lived with us for 7 short years, his life cut short by a tumor that even radiation couldn't tame. I guess looking back, we should have known. Nothing stopped his tail from wagging, his tongue from licking, or his bark from answering every bell and knock. Why would we think radiation would stop that insidious evil tumor that was a part of him? He danced through our lives so briefly in body, but he has left upon our hearts paw prints that seem as bright today as yesterday. He introduced us to a breed of dogs that we often laughed at when we saw them, and we still laugh with today. I don't think I would have appreciated this quote from E.B. White without knowing Rolo: "Being the owner of dachshunds, to me a book on dog discipline becomes a volume of inspired humor. Every sentence is a riot. Some day, if I ever get a chance, I shall write a book, or warning, on the character and temperament of the dachshund and why he can't be trained and shouldn't be. I would rather train a striped zebra to balance an Indian club than induce a dachshund to heed my slightest command. When I address Fred I never have to raise either my voice or my hopes. He even disobeys me when I instruct him in something he wants to do." His antics brought us joy every day and his companionship demonstrated such love. We will miss you Rolo, until we see you at the Bridge! Who knows by then how many doxies may be waiting for us then with you, but to you each will owe a debt for your opening our hearts to them.

Stella
RIP Sweet Sweet Stella July 14th 2013 I am so sad to have to tell you that our angel Stella passed away Sunday around 7:30pm . We are just so shocked and saddened by how sudden we lost her. Ever since she lost her vision to SARDS, she seemed to be aging fast. She intermittently struggled to breath and our Veterinarian put her on Theophylline and Prednisone. She had been doing really well. We really don't know what happened Sunday. She ate all of her breakfast and seemed to be her usual self. Jeff and I had gone to help a friend who was sick so our daughter,Jennifer,and son-in-law, Nathan, came to feed the dogs their dinner. When they got here, Stella was laboring to breath and was unable to stand. When Jennifer called, I told her to take Stella to the Emergency Vet clinic here in town. Within 5 minutes of that call, she took her last breath in Nathan's arms. I just can't find the words to describe the special love we shared with sweet Stella. How could one little blind angel do so much for our lives. Maybe it was having something so helpless trust and need us so much, maybe it was the satisfaction of doing things for her that we knew she enjoyed, maybe it was the peace we felt when we listened to her snore and knew how well she was resting, maybe it was just the touch of an old dachshund. It's something down deep in our hearts that she touched that words can not describe. I was talking to my sister about how hard it is to describe our love for Stella and she said " I think that inner peace is what AADR is all about. It's the joy of caring for the abused and neglected. " When she said that, I realized that you already know what I am trying to say...it's why you do what you do. Sandy

BRUCEY
June 21st, 2013 at 17 yrs old... Brucey, you came to me when the family threw you away when your owner could no longer care for you. I think you knew that I needed you and that's why you came back to me after another foster got you adopted out and it was a failed adoption. Somehow you manged to come back into my life and you knew you were there to stay. We traveled many miles together Brucey, just you and I and the open road. How I wish I could bring back those wonderful times, you were so happy then, protecting mom and traveling along. Time slipped away and we both got older, the road got shorter but the love that you gave to me continued on endlessly. I love you Brucey, their will never be another you. I love you and will always miss you. Say "HI" to Heidi at the Rainbow Bridge, you and her will be the two I look up first when I get there....wait for me I'll be there shortly. RIP sweet baby boy.

Suzannah
In 2008, our long hair dachshund Allie, who was 16.5 years old, and who we had since she was a puppy, died. We also had/have Cody, a soft coated Wheaton terrier, and wanted some companionship for Cody when we were not home during the day. In truth, both my wife and I each grew up with our own dachshunds, and had a big hole in our hearts from Allie's passing. Enter your organization, and Suzannah. We first saw Suzannah on your web site, and thought she was the sweetest looking little dog. You arranged for an interview, and the person realized that we were "dog people". We were approved, and drove up to Syracuse, New York to meet Suzannah who was apparently rescued from a drug bust in Columbus, Ohio. We instantly fell in love. She was by far the most gentle, sweetest dog that we ever had. She rarely barked, and liked nothing better then to cuddle next to one of us, and the edge of the couch, where she would just squirm and wiggle her way to be next to us. When I would leave for work, although she and Cody didn't play together, they always cuddled together. Sadly, after 6 years with us, Suzannah died, she was 13 years old. As I write this, I am still crying. She was by far the best dog we ever had. Yes she was stubborn as most dachshunds are, but she loved to lick everyone and everything. She loved to be with people. She loved to ride in the car, and ride in the boat. She never begged for food at the table, and just loved to cuddle. Every night, I would pick her up, put her on our big king sized bed, and she would plop herself on a pillow between my wife and me. That space is empty this week. Good night my little girl. We miss you. David R.