Wier - May 2001, 4 years 6 months old
My baby was my best friend. I don't think it was his time and
I am so upset that more wasn't done to help him. I had no idea that he could
die from a back injury. I will forever be haunted by the way he died. He was
always there for me when I needed him, and I miss him desperately. I hope he
is in a better place now and is watching over me and waiting for the day we
will see each other again. I love you forever, Schnitzel!!!!!!! Please wait
Miss Frankie Poo Poo - May 2001, 1 year old
My little Frankie was the best dog in the world. She loved to give
kisses and she loved a belly rub. I will miss her every day.
Molly Darlin' Starr Breckler - May 2001, 11 years, 5 months old
Our Beloved Little Girl. Where do we begin? The song, 'You are the SunShine of My
Life', can't even come close to how we truly feel about you. The joy in Mommy's
and Uncle Boulder's hearts stopped last Monday night when I held your lifeless
little body in my arms for the last time. You ruled! From the time we picked you
out to the time you went to the Bridge you loved us without hesitation. You were
a lover of life and knew just how to make our days and always calmed the
nights. We will miss all the expressions of love. When you tried to nurse us, the
way you bossed us around, and your opinions that you knew just how to share. You
will be in our hearts forever. We will be together again. Always remember you are
and always will be 'My best little friend'! The family will never be the
same. Love Mommy,Uncle Boulder,Shane,Niki, Gavin, Whitey, Noodle,and
Lexi - 'Alexis of Atlanta' - May 2001, 3 years old
Two days ago, I had to have my beloved little companion
put to sleep. She was suffering from a form of canine leukemia. It
came on so suddenly and it was over so quickly. I couldn't bear to see
my loving, playful pet in pain and so confused about what was
happening to her. I agonised over this decision with our vet and feel
like this was certainly the kindest choice for her, but it's so hard
on me. I didn't have much time to say goodbye and so I thought I would
lay her to rest in this garden where I could come and visit her again
and again while my heart tries to heal.
Oh Miss Lexi, my sweet Lexi-Lou, I miss you so much when I come
home. I walk through the door and no one is here to greet me. I miss
you when I hear someone on the steps and no doxie voice bosses the
stranger around, telling them not to intrude on our little haven. But
I miss you the most at night when I lie in bed with no warm little
doxie body curled up behind my knees. I know you are in a better
place, but this hole in my heart will always belong to you. I miss
you, baby dog - tiniest sweet girl.
Chase Eddy - May
2001, 6.5 months old
I never knew how huge an impact an animal could have on
my life. I was never a person to get attached to animals, until I met
Chase. He was like my second child and he was always able to put a
smile on my face. I love him dearly and it tore my heart out to loose
him. He will always be in my heart.
Mattie Bishop-Noonan - May 2001, 9 months old
You were the light of every day during the hardest of
times. Brave, clever, funny with the sweetest heart. We can only hope
to meet you on the other side. We loved you Mattie.
Frankie McKemy - May 2001, 14 years, 11 months, 15 days old
My dear sweet little weener dog furter head, I bought you
in August 1986 while I was in college at Auburn University. You were
always there through thick and thin - to greet me at the door when I came
home with a wagging tail and a bark - to give me lots and lots of weenie
kisses, or to offer a friendly smile and love when I had had a bad
day. Your love was totally unconditional. When I received my B.S. degree
you also got your B.S. Then I decided to go for a Master's. After 2.5
years you received your M.S. at the same time I got mine (what a smart
weener you were!!!). Then we moved to Illinois for a short time and then
finally up to Syracuse, N.Y., where you became the smartest furter head
ever. In 1997 you received your Ph.D. right along with me. You were
always there beside me. Whenever I thought I was never going to finish
writing the dissertation you would look at me with those bright eyes
saying, 'if I can write one you can too!' You were always accepting of
all people even if they said that they didn't like dogs. You always made
them cross over that bridge to liking at least one dog - you.
Seven years ago, when I met my partner, you welcomed him into our family
and instantly accepted him as your second father.
On 17 May 2001 you took that final journey to the Bridge. We knew that
your kidneys were beginning to fail and that you had been diagnosed late
last year with congestive heart failure - but you had been doing so
well. We had been lulled into a false sense of wellness. Late on the 14th
of May the congestive heart failure caught up with you. Until that time
you were as active as ever - barking at us if we didn't give you your
cookie or your dinner fast enough, chasing your ball around the kitchen
and dining room and getting it stuck under something and barking until we
retrieved it for you. We tried the conservative route of medication but
your body wasn't up to it this time. The hardest decision we have ever
made was taking you to the Bridge but it was the best thing for you
before any real pain and suffering set in. We miss you terribly - more
than mere words could ever express. Run, play and bark at the people
there until they give you your cookie for being a good girl while
outside. Keep an eye out for us because we'll see you at the Bridge one
day. Until we see you again - goodbye for now Frankie
Elsa Harvey - May 2001, 9 years, 6 months old
Elsa came to us as a puppy in 1992. She was timid, disliked all men, and
got carsick. Within a few months Elsa owned the house and us. She slept in our bedroom,
sat on June's lap every time she sat down to watch TV, sat on the lap of whoever sat in
the front passenger seat of the car. She travelled over most of the east coast of
Australia by car. She loved our God-children when they were tiny babies, but would
confront the biggest dog in the street.
Your Mother loved you dearly and will never forget you. She talks about you and
remembers the funny things you used to do together. You are at peace in our garden, but
if there is a Doggy Heaven - You are there.
Skipper White - May
2001, 14 years old
Skipper was with us for 14 beloved years. He was a great sailor
and loved the water. He began sailing at three months of age and took to it
like a duck to water. He sailed on both big and small sailboats and loved to
race as much as he loved to cruise. He was my daughter's companion from the
time she was born until we lost him on a family outing. We were able to bury
him in a beautiful setting on a dry lake bed (where we were attending a
landsailing regatta) surronded by mountains. We are thankful for the extra
years that we had with him after he herniated a disc one Christmas Eve and
thought we would have to put him down as he was paralysed from the waist
down. Thanks to our skilled vets and a lot of patience and TLC I was able to
get him up and walking again via hydro-spa baths at home and physical
therapy. He will forever be a part of our lives. We have since adopted our
first standard longhaired and my daughter believes that Skipper came down and
had a chat with Austin to help ease him into our family and to fill the
void. This is my daughter's first puppy and we all see so much of Skipper in
him. I don't think that there is any other breed on earth for our family. We
are true dachshund hounds!
Emma - The Grand Duchess Mrs Emma Strauss - May 2001, 10 years old
Emma was my best friend. I got her when she was four weeks old. I
bottle fed her and slept with my hand in her crate so she would not feel
alone. She was at my side through the hardest times of my life. And I am honored
to have had her in my life to do so.
Emma just remember -
'For one so small your were so brave,
You'll be in my heart always'
Maxie Rascal Sanchez - May 2001, 12 years old
The loving family you have left behind will have a joyful 12 years to look
back upon. Mother and Daughter, rest in
Michael and family
Sara Lee - May 2001, 9 years old
Although I was not a big dog fan, when Sara Lee came into our lives
my mind was changed. We adopted Sara Lee, for our then-eight-year-old daughter whose
name was also Sarah! Sara Lee was such a joy to us. One day while out playing, a
bigger dog attacked her, and weighing only nine pounds are Sara Lee was hurt
badly. A time that was suppose to be a joyous time in our child's life became a sad
time because she lost someone that she loved very much. Although gone, Sara Lee will
never be forgotten for the love she constantly gave us. She was so tolerant of us -
allowing us to dress her up as Hank the Cowdog for the children at the school where
I worked. It has been a year since she has gone and whenever we look at pictures of
her we still get teary eyed. Good-bye our friend - and run in pastures at the
Rainbow Bridge We love you!
Jef, Max and Sarah
ToeB's Cloie - May 2001, 9 years, 6 months old
Cloie, good friend to your sister, Fanwya, and brother,
Gabreil, loving daughter to your mother, Sasha, and your father ToeB. Sweet
child to your human mother Stevie and father Jordan, you are so missed by us all.
Pulled from loving arms by that bad dog in our yard. Fawnya made it back, but your
soul did not get back to us on this earth. We pine for you, it is only now after
a year that we can speak of this. We will see you one day, my love, one by one till we
are all together in a better place. We know that Josh and Elena will look
after you until we get there, Dear Heart, along with Blackman Dooo! God
Greta - May 2001, 13 years old
What else can you say...'she's just a
Gretchen Smith - June 2001, 11 years old
Although you were only with me for three years, you were my
soul mate. I can still see you running toward me with your little ears
flying. I never understood why people got so attached to dogs or why they
got so upset at their passing. I know now - you were never really 'just a
dog', but my friend. My heart is broken and I will miss you
Elvis - June 2001,
about 14 years old
Elvis walked into my life five years ago. I already had a
dachsie named Augie. Everyone knew I would take this little stray in. He
was the best. He would sit on his hind legs and rub his two front paws
till he was rewarded. He would sit by me when I was sick or just watching
TV. He always made me laugh. Elvis went blind this past year, and went
downhill from there on. He could no longer eat his food or do his tricks
- he just slept. He was the light of my life and I will miss him
forever. He was put to rest in my husband's arm. Elvis, I love and miss
Isetann - June 2001,
10 years, 6 months old
I am sorry to say that Isetann died of a sudden stroke
this evening. He had his breakfast this morning and Randy then gave him
and Sam a bath. They spent the afternoon sunning themselves on the
deck. It was apparent early this evening, however, that something was not
right with him. He seemed to have lost his sense of balance. He would
walk a couple of steps and then fall over. I took him to the emergency
animal medical clinic. It was unusual, but they were really backed up
there....usually nobody is around but this evening, the parking lot was
full. He lay on my lap while we waited about two hours. At one point he
was snoring so loudly that the people waiting with their pets
laughed. One woman said that not even her ex-husband snored that
loud. The vet checked him out finally and said that there really was
nothing she could do. His pupils were not reacting properly to the light
and there were several other signs of neural damage. She said that she
could put him to sleep or we could take him home to say our good byes but
that there was no point in attempting any heroic interventions. I carried
him back to the car and laid him down in the passenger seat. Sometime
during the drive back home, he died. It is kind of ironic, as Isetann had
always enjoyed riding in the car ever since I had first brought him
I will look around and find a new dachshund in a couple of days for
Randy. He says that he doesn't want another dog but I think that after a
proper mourning period, he would probably enjoy a new wienner
Maengwyn Madoc - June
2001, 13 years, 1 month old
The house seems so quiet without you running around and barking. We never
realised how much you ran things! I wasn't ready for you to go so with so
little warning but I am glad you did not suffer and had every
chance. Offa misses you. I hope we see you again.
Max Von Wood -
June 2001, 14 years, 10 months old
We love you our beloved Max. Thank you for your loving
eyes, and silly smile.You will be in our hearts forever. Love, Mom, Dad,
Oscar Pytlarz -
June 2001, 5 months old
Little Oscar was a precious gift from God. We were truly
blessed to have had him in our lives. Our beloved puppy was taken from us
when he escaped out of our fenced back yard into the neighbour's
yard. Thinking he was going to play with the two dogs next door, they
brutally killed him. He never knew anything but kindness, and never
suspected the harm that would come to him. I am sorry, little 'Osckie',
for not being there for you during your time of need. Please know that
you have taken a special place in our hearts and we will never forget
Sissie Snickers - June 2001, 9 years old
Sissie, you will always be in my heart. The days that have
passed since you left me have been, for the most part...filled with
smiles, laughs, and beloved stories of you. You made a lasting impression
that will be of great comfort in the months and years to come without
you. Just to name a few of my favourites, I would have to say...your 'big
'n bad' attitude when anyone in the house raised their voice in anger,
your barking would make all concerned take notice. And...I loved how you
would sit up and paw at the air, (saying please) if you wanted a treat,
but the best part was if it was a real lucious treat your little tongue
would stick out a little between your teeth and you would just drool for
it. You will always be the most special friend. As I told you all your
life, and I want to memorialise in this dedication...'Momma loves her
baby, and the baby loves her momma'. Thank you for being so special, and
filling my life with such joy and love.
Ruby Craig - June 2001, 5 years, 7 months old
Ruby Red, my precious girl, can't wait till we meet
again. Years may come and years may go, but remembering you never
dims. Tears may subside, and even dry, but not the hurt that I feel
inside. Words cannot express enough as to how much Eddie and I miss you
and how a part of me, too, has died. Can't wait till we meet again, wait
for me, wait for me. See you one day, not too far away. Love you precious
Pebbles, 'Bozzie Girl' - June 2001, 3 years, 4 months old
I miss you so much, Pebbles. You are my heart, my love, my
happiness. Mama, loves you baby girl.
Baron Wilhelm von
Rekos - Willie - June 2001, 10 years, 3 months old
Willie, I know you were a wandering dog, a wandering little
boy, but it doesn't make my pain any less of the loss of you. You were my
boy. You cheered me up every single day. Everyone loved having you
around. Even if you did give three different people a sad look and got
three dinners, or open the door and go wandering around the deck, or start
barking at something dropping and we all got angry, we still loved you no
matter what. I know you're happy because now you're okay. You're all back
to normal, no more cancer in your ears, and you can bask in the sun
without getting it again, and you can eat all you want, without getting
asthma. You probably are all a maghoney red again, not the cute little old
man anymore. I know it was better that you died quickly, but getting hit
by a car was not my way that I wanted to see you go. They didn't even call
and tell us. At least someone had the respect to call us up and
tell us. Willie, I know everyone that knew you will miss you. Everyone
here will miss you, and you're always in my memory, and my love for you
will live on. I always will miss you, I hope you're happy up there, 'cuz
you were a great dog and the memories that I got from growing up with you
are the best memories. I will always remember. Something that people can't
take away from me. I love you, Will.
Yo-Yo (Yoey) - Aust. Ch. Schon Show Shadow - June 2001, 11 years old
Little Yoey, for such a placid little dog you came to a tragic sudden
thought you were going to live forever. You were one of the easiest dogs I've
owned. Fortunately your son, Inky, is the image of you and will, we hope, be with us for a
long time. Your memory lives on in him. Miss you, Yoey.
Saffron and Inkadu
Bertha Jo Marie Benda - June 2001, 10 years, 10 months old
Bertha Jo was my little baby. She was the daughter of my little 15-year-old
paralysed dachsie, Bino. She was the orneriest, singingest, grinny-diggingest little girl
there was. Bertha was always heavy set, but she was also the sweetest little thing. She
loved her daddy. My Dad also loved this little girl. To him, this was his granddaughter. I
lost Bertha very unexpectedly. It has been nearly two months and it seems like I miss her
more, as does Bino. I get through the days knowing that Bertha found her Grandpa waiting
fo rher, and he is now holding her as he did when he was on earth. Someday, Bino, LIttle
Bird and I will all be together again.
Buddy) - June 2001, 13 years, 7 months old
Turbo. (My Buddy), was my brother's mini doxie, but he
belonged to everyone in the family.
Turbo had large saucer brown eyes that could melt your heart, and
these eyes could always convince anyone in the family to give him
another doggie treat (even though he had several already!).
Turbo had some minor health problems associated with doxies, but the
loss is still very painful, and the emptiness is still there. Turbo
was such a joy, and brought much happiness to our family. His death
was a hard blow to deal with.
Turbo, I miss you a great deal and will always love you. (Little did
we know that your little sister,
Pepper, would soon follow.)
Hildi - June 2001, 7 years, 2 months old
Hildi was the sweetest little girl, and we lost her too soon, her little body
just gave out. She was always there whenever her people didn't feel good, and she always had
kisses to give to everyone. She loved her kitty friends, and her little Gusy friend. She
will always be in our hearts, and she will be watching over us to take care of us. We love
her and miss her!
Emily Ettling - June 2001, 13 years old
Little Emily Ettling was bought by my mother-in-law. She was the runt
but my mother-in-law loved runts. She was Marilyn's pride and joy. Emily made her
laugh and how she love to hold her! Some years back we lost Marilyn. So Emily lived
with Marilyn's mom, Velma. Velma was older and couldn't hear the door bell or phone
ring, so Emily became Velma's eyes and ears. When I would visit, Emily always loved
to be held. But those two always held a special bond with each other. A few
Christmases ago we lost Velma but gained Emily. She lived with our two doxies,
Ginger and Heidi. At this time Emily was up in years and her health was fading. It
finally came time to have her put down. During all this, Ginger and Heidi showed her
nothing but love. My wife decided to put her down. It was time for her to be with
Velma. We had her cremated and my wife and kids took her ashes and spread them on
Velma's and Marilyn's graves.
Gretl Wootton - June 2001, 11 years old
My Darling Gretl,
No words can ever tell you how much of a friend, confidant you were, and
how much you were loved. Life is so lonely without you and no one can ever
take your place. I miss your sweet kisses every night when I come home,
your kisses to wake me up every morning, our golf games together, lying
out in the sun and so many other wonderful things we did. No longer is
going to the drive-up at the bank any fun since your not there to beg for
a cookie. I have truly missed you more than I ever thought possible. I
only look forward to the day when we will be together again.
My endless love,
Sachiko - June 2001, 16 years old
She was my Mother's little shadow and a loving, sweet, long haired
mini-doxie. She lived a long life without any serious problems other than sensitive
skin. :) She passed away in Hawaii with my mother and her best friend Kai at her
Daisy (Descartes) - June 2001, 14 years, 6 months old
We will miss you always...
Love Mummy, Daddy, Lisa and Little Girl
Shelby Anne - June 2001, 6 year old
We still miss you everyday and I miss you every night. You
where the best sleeping buddy.
Suzie - June 2001, 7 years old
I really miss my dachshund. She was my baby. Loved by the
whole family. My husband recently bought me another boy named Oscar. He
is two months old. Beloved family manner, greatly
Buddy Ashwell - June
2001, 2 days old
Cleft palate. Your three legged sister is still with us and a
delight. Wish you were too.
Russia Ashwell - June
2001, 2 days old
Our lovely little boy.
The Meador's Angel - June 2001, 12 years old
Angel was with us from as soon as she was weaned until
she passed at 12 years. I grew up with her, and, in fact, I knew her
only two years less than I've known my little brother, who was 14 when
Angel passed. She was a good dog.
Bubba Vincent - June 2001, 7 years old
Trudi Mesjie - July 2001, 9 years, 3 months old
To our dear Trudi Mesjie Churn, who in her wonderful nine years, ate two
of our chickens and countless doves, made every pillow in the house her own, chased the
electricity man away three times and still managed to look sweet and innocent at every
moment. Now that you are gone there is a hole in our lives, and while we can never
replace you, we have been able to adopt a dachshund from Dachshund Rescue to help fill
that space. Every time we look at her we see a little bit of you and it is like you are
still in the house with us. If I close my eyes, it is your toes I hear tapping on the
floor...so while you are gone from our lives, you will never be gone from our
memories. May you chase chickens, eat t-bones and sleep in front of the heater until we
are all reunited again with you. We miss you Trudle (oodle oodle) and look forward to
hearing your content grumbles again. Love from your family (and surviving
Heidi Bo - July 2001, 14 years, 7 months old
My heart is broken, my best friend is gone. You gave me such love and
devotion over the years my Bo. I in turn, loved and devoted my being to you. I await my
turn now and together we will cross the Bridge. Rest easy little one, I won't be
Bruce Green (Wired
for Rock and Roll) - July 2001, 5 years, 8 months old
I lost my baby very suddenly last week and I miss him so
much it hurts. I miss my little wire-haired shadow and his black waggily
tail, his smiling face, his happy and loving nature and his
Bruce loved everybody and everything and everyone loved him back. He knew
so much and although he coudn't quite speak English, he could always get
his point across somehow in his own special gentle way. Goodbye my baby
Bruce. We all love you and we'll see you again.
Teeny (Anna Christina Meine Hund) - July 2001, 6 years old
My dearest Teeny Girl, Oh, how I miss you and our time
together. There hasn't been a day go by that I haven't cried tears when
thinking of you and your Momma. I had only lost her three months ago and felt
even a greater sense of closeness to you since I had helped her deliver you
into this world. From day one, you had been my Teeny Girl. I am so thankful to
have had you in my life. Oh, how I wish I could bring back that dreaded day and
stop you from running into the street. I still can't understand why you ran in
that direction. You had never done that before. Did you think that you were
going bye-bye or did you see a squirrel or perhaps a bunny? I am so sad to have
lost you and miss our lap time. You always helped me to settle down at the end
of our day and nothing is sweeter than your warm cuddles and kisses. I hope
that you found your Momma at the Bridge and you are both running and playing
like the old days when she felt like playing. Take care my Teeny Girl. I am
sending lots of hugs and kisses. When my day comes, I hope that you and your
Momma are both waiting for me at the Bridge so that we can walk and play
together again. I love and miss you terribly.
Zachary (Zach) Franklin -
July 2001, 9 years old
Zach was the sweetest little boy. His eyes were so trusting. He
loved his twin sister, Lucy, so much. They were inseparable. He will be forever
missed. I pray he is walking at Jesus' heels.
Turbo Martin - July 2001, 13 years old
Turbo was my best friend. She licked my tears when I cryed and
gave me wonderful kisses everyday of her life. I will truly miss my little
Turb. She will always be in my heart. She was truly the best friend I ever
had. I love you Turbo, rest in peace.
Lilly Bug - July 2001, 1 years, 2 months old
We miss you 'Bug'.
Fred Klaiber -
July 2001, 13 years, 11 months old
My precious Fred, you gave us so much love, how will my
heart ever heal? I feel such an empty place in my heart. I miss our quiet
times together that no one knew about. How will I ever sing Happy Birthday
with out you joining in. I will miss your sweet kisses and your
unconditional love for all our family. Your brothers look for you - their
hearts are saddened too. I will put your ashes under the blessed Mother
statue with your brothers, Frankie and Pepper. I will feel better knowing
you are there with them. Thank you for your love, until we meet again -
and I know we will - take care of your angel child. I love you forever and
always, Mom ox
Rusty Tsuji - July 2001, 2
Rusty, my little dog - my little Brown Dog!
Your short life was a whirlwind of joy!
Your name said it all! That beautiful rust colored fur
that shown so brilliantly when you sat in the sun.
Your playful face and demeanor. I picture you tugging on
you big brother's fur when he was trying to jump on the coach.
And your 'bat dog' leap off of the couch.
You were the rascally little brother that I always wanted.
And so fast on your short little legs! Gone - in a flash!
I'll miss seeing you at my doorway, yapping for attention.
I'll miss sharing my blanket on those cold nights.
I'll miss the 'alien tongue' slithering out of the hole in the box.
I'll miss watching you on the hill.
I'll miss the games of 'catch your nose'.
I'll miss all this and every little thing we shared.
Now you are healthy and with your brothers!
Running and jumping in the warmth of the sun!
Please take care of yourself and your brothers!
Don't pull on their tails and ears!
A million-zillion hugs, kisses and 'I love yous'.
Your Daddy & Mommy, Your sisters and brothers
Cloie - July 2001, 4 years, 2 months old
Our dearest girl, stolen from our hearts and life by another's careless
act. Your fathers will miss you - both human and dachshund, your mothers both pine at
the loss, and your brother and sister look for you always. You will remain forever in
our hearts dear one. See you in the next life...
Jones) - July 2001, 3 years, 6 months old
Indy, you came to me when I needed you most, and were
with me during the most difficult time in my life. You were my best
friend and never judged or scolded. I could always count on you for
big sloppy kisses. I didn't want you to suffer, and I hope you
I hope you liked the cookies I brought you before you went away. I'm
glad I was able to hold you as you drifted off to sleep. I hope you
are playing with Fritz now. I will see you again sometime in the
future, so wait for me, little dog.
Mollie Lynn (a.k.a Dink) - July 2001, 1 year, 30 days old
My precious little angel you left me way too soon. My dear Mollie
Lynn, the moment you left my heart broke. To think, when I get home now, you
aren't there waiting for me with those big brown eyes and beautiful smile. You
aren't there welcoming me with your Daddy Boo, sis Maddie, or old girl Misty. I
can't simply reach down and pick you up and give you kisses! I can't tell you
just how much I missed you today or how much I love you. I can't even smile it
seems. You were my best friend, My Baby. You were always there when I needed a
hug or a gentle kiss.
When you came to me, you were only four weeks old! My intentions were to have
you live with Dad, but after only a couple of minutes I knew I could not let you
go. So then and there, you became mine, from then on, you never left my
side. You seemed to love it here, running around the yard with your Daddy. You
really enjoyed terrorising your best friend, Maddie, and when you ran Misty out
of the kitchen, we all knew just who ran the house. I think the thing that I
loved most of all, was the fact that when all the others went out to play, you
were always waiting for me to follow. You were the baby, but you never let
anyone get away with pushing you around. You were always there to comfort me
when I needed it.
As short as your life was here on earth, you made such a great impact on all of
us and will NEVER BE FORGOTTEN! I'll see you at the Rainbow Bridge my Lil
Dink. We all love and miss you Mollie,
Momma, Papa, Boo, Misty, Maddie, Grandma-ma, Grandpa, Aunt Vicki, and everyone
else. Take care my precious.
Jesi - Jessica Lynn Burnette - July 2001, 18 years, 6 months old
Jesi, my baby girl, I will cherish the 17 years we had
together. From the time I got you from the kill shelter at 18 months of age until
your last breath that we shared together, you brightened my life. You never knew
you were just a little 17 pound girl dog, you thought you were the most ferocious
big protector that ever lived. I know your sister Ana and your old boyfriend
Bogey who went to Bridge before you, were happy to see you, but oh how hard it
was for me to let you go! I'll see you again, my precious love bug.
Momma Karen and sister Gerti.
Willo - July 2001, 9 weeks old
Willo, do you know how long I waited for you?? I had
everyone searching for the perfect chocolate girl...and when they placed
you in my hands, I knew you were the one. I had no idea that the dreaded,
deadly Parvo disease was already at work, even as I happily cuddled you
on the way home. When the vet told me the next day (I'd only had you over
night) that you were sick and would need to stay, I was devastated...I
called so often to check on you that they all knew my voice the minute
they answered the phone. When they called to say you were gone, I was
crying so hard that Daddy had to come and hang up the phone. We gathered
your remains and brought you home, burying you beneath a beautiful pink
pussy willow bush. I miss you, sweet baby, and so does Daddy.
Gone from our sight, forever in our hearts. Love Mommy and
Shana Punim - July 2001, 15 years, 10 months old
Shana Punim was a beautiful smooth haired red mini
dachshund. She was a very important part of our family and we loved her in
more ways then we can describe. She LOVED to eat, and loved to cuddle up
with you and make you feel better when you were feeling sad. She had the
greatest personality and I'll never see another dog like her. Even though
she wasn't a person, she always managed to put a big smile on her face and
clap hands with you. I'm 16 years old, and my family had Shana before I
was even born, so I don't know what it's like without her...and now that
she's gone it's very tough. Sometimes at night I can still hear her
footsteps through the hallway and hear her cute little bark. But I know
she had a great life, and she's not in pain anymore.
I know your happy at the Bridge, shana, and I know one day I'll be with
you again and I can't wait to hold you in my arms and give you a great big
kiss. You will be greatly missed and we love you with all our hearts.
Love Jacki, Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, Tootsie, and Rascal
Ladiddy - July 2001, 13 years old
My baby girl who I miss a whole heap - always in my
heart forever and a day!!! love you baby girl.
Holly Day Moulder - July 2001, 6 years old
My dachshund, Holly, was the perfect friend. She was more than
a friend to me - she was my little girl, always there to sit with me and to
lick my tears away. She could always put a smile on my face no matter what
happened in my life or how sad I was. She was a joy to come home to every day
and a joy to wake up to every morning. She was a smooth red hair girl and the
most beautiful dachshund I have seen to date. She was very protective of me
and my Mimi and Sally and loved us all enormously. She died in July of 2001
because of a calcified disc in her back. She was taken away abruptly and
without warning. I still have not gotten over not coming home to her everyday
or holding her when I am sad or happy or anything for that matter. What I
wouldn't give to just see her one more time 'sitting pretty' and begging for a
treat. She was truly the love of my life and brought joy and happiness to
anyone with whom she would come into contact. My beautiful, loving, happy
hyper Holly - you are sorely missed by your Momma, Mimi, and Sally Taylor
We love you baby girl!!!
Buddy - July 2001, 10 weeks old
Buddy waited for me. He waited for me at the pet store. He waited for
me to make him mine. He waited for me in the wee hours of the morning to wake up and
take him out. He waited for me to pick him up and carry him up or down the stairs
that he was still too tiny to climb. He waited for my love. And in the end, Buddy
waited for me one last time - to hold him, to love him, and to be with him just one
All the tears, all the emotions I have kept at bay for the past 79 hours just won't
stop. I hurt for him. I hurt for me. I hurt for all the adventures we will never
share. I hurt because parvo had taken such a special little puppy. I leaned down and
kissed Buddy one last time - so little and frail. I spoke those special words one
only speaks when two hearts are saying their last good-byes. I touched his face, gave
him a long, soft pat across his body, and one last look ... then I slowly turned
away. This was our final moment together. My Buddy was dead.
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