Countessa Cricket - March 2002, 17 years old
Our beloved little Cricket went to the Rainbow Bridge on 4
March. She would have been 17 years old in just a few short days from
that date. Our little girl was rescued by us just two years ago...but
she became so entwined into our hearts in that amount of time that we
will never, ever, forget her.
Rest easy, our little darling...Mama and Dada love you. We will call your
name at Rainbow Bridge one day...
Huppe - March 2002, 5 years old
How can I say goodbye?
In the short time that you were in our lives, we came to love you so
fiercely that it hurt. You were my baby, and I tried to take all the hurt
from those previous abused years away, but it was just to much for you to
I know that you are now at peace, you are free from the fear and the
Remember that you may be gone, but you will never be forgotten!
Love, mommy, daddy and Uncle Jonathan
Joey Onorad -
March 2002, 14 years old
Joey was a truly special miniature, short haired
I found him through Dachshund Rescue and rescued him from an abusive
home. He was underweight and untrusting of new people - especially
men. Over time he grew to be my best buddy and was always with us, no
matter what we were doing.
Joey craved our affection and companionship and always gave a thousand
times more than he received. He was always happy and fiesty and a
constant joy for 14 years.
About three years ago Joey began to lose his eye sight. The specialist
and vet. cautioned us that this may make him depressed. True to form,
Joey didn't miss a beat and kept enjoying life. I remember leaving him
downstairs to eat while I quickly ran upstairs to get laundry one day. I
turned around and - just as if he had had with full vision - there was
Joey. He had manoeuvered the stairs (yes, I know, bad for a dachshund,
but he was unstoppable) and found me.
Now, as we must face that constant emptiness without him physically being
there, we are comforted by the many wonderful memories and grateful for
the blessing from God that was Joey.
Play in eternal peace and happiness at the Rainbow Bridge, my friend. We
will see you one day and cross over together.
Cathy and Tony Onorad
Dinky - March 2002,
11 years old
Whenever I walked through the door he welcomed me home
with excitement, whether I was gone for five hours or five
minutes. Whenever I went for a jog, he would run right beside
me. Whenever I was cold at night he would keep my feet warm. His
favourite things in the world were chasing ball and riding in the car. My
best friend Dinky. I miss him so much.
Red Rudi's Dandi
Andi - March 2002, 15 years, 11 months, 21 days old
Andi, please know you will always be in my heart. It was
so hard to hold you in my arms as Dr Deb eased your way to the Bridge but
you were so sick and in pain so it was out of love that I let you go. You
always took care of me when I was ill and I wanted to do the same for
you. You were the best buddy in the whole world and will never be
forgotten. I'm glad you can be with Muffin and Dandi at the Rainbow
Bridge where you are all strong, young, and healthy again. I'm sure they
have lots of balls and wind-up trucks there for you to play with! You
were with me such a long time but to me it was not long enough. Kidney
disease was such a terrible thief and I could not stand to see you
suffer. Play hard at the Bridge and know that you are loved. I will see
you again one day!
Huntz McMillan - March
2002, 9 years old
Huntz will be missed by his family in Oklahoma who adopted
him from Central Texas Dachshund Rescue only a short year ago. During his
time with them, he showered them with love and brought joy and laughter
to their home. Only God knows about Huntz's early life, or how he ended
up being rescued from a pound where he was facing euthanasia. He was
eight years young and deserved a home of his own, which he got when the
McMillan family adopted him and offered him love, happiness, a nice yard,
and his very own little boy to play with. Sadly, he was taken away too
soon, to cross the Bridge where he will be home forever, and waiting for
the one family that would never give him up or hurt him. Goodbye,
Huntz. I hope there are squeeky toys in heaven!
Lovingly, Christine McEntyre,
Central Texas Dachshund Rescue
Fritz Raden -
March 2002, 14 years old
We had to say farwell to a dear, dear friend today. After
a long battle with congestive heart failure, Fritz finally
After losing his owner of 13 years, Fritz came into Dachshund Rescue. We
never intended to adopt Fritz, and certainly never intended to fall so in
love with him. Our home was already full, and we were getting over the
recent loss of our
Brandy. But, his foster mom needed surgery, so we decided we could
foster him for 4 weeks. I remember the first time we saw him - skinny,
with bones protruding all over, a curved spine that protruded, and the
saddest, droopiest look I had ever seen. He was still suffering from the
loss of his home and security. He looked as though there was nothing to
love. After the first few days, we said
'he's not going back, is he...' And, he didn't. After a few weeks, we
got him a name tag, and adopted him into our family.
Fritz taught us so much about the value of life and love, and the joy of
waking up every day. He got
pretty good at ordering me around - like 'it's time for a treat', 'it's
time for my meds', 'pet me'... He loved his morning walks, short and
slow though they were. He loved to sing - he'd bark at me, I'd bark back
at him, and we'd continue this until he got in the last word. But the
thing he was best at was loving us. He never let me out of his sight. No
matter how comfortable he was, if I left the room, I'd hear the slow
clinking of his tags following me; he'd sit on the cold tile, on his bony
butt, just to be near me. He taught us that the depth of a relationship
is measured in love, not length of time. I feel now as if I were outside
on a sunny day and had no shadow.
Friends have asked us why we would adopt such an old, sick dog... and put
ourselves through the pain of losing him so soon. If we had to do it over
again, we wouldn't hesitate. Yes, he was a lot of work; yes, it is
painful losing him. But he gave us so much more in return.
We know he will stop by the Rainbow Bridge to say 'hi' when we go there
to pick up Brandy.
Buddy Fonseca -
March 2002, 11 years old
We first met while he was behind bars. His previous owner
not willing to take time for his disability. Once we were home, he was a
take charge dog with two good legs. He used to run with his little chair
like he had use of all four legs. He loved to chase tennis balls and
break them into two. As time went by, he no longer wanted his chair, so
he just hopped around like a bunny. He loved the smell of fresh cookies
and the wind flying by his face on car rides. Slowly his sight and smell
were fading and he just would stay in one spot, just looking to see if
there was anything in front of him.The day finally came , it was sunny
and had a nice breeze, and slowly he passed onto the other side. How I
wish things so beautiful and loving wouldn't leave so
Molly Greene - March 2002, 11 years old
Molly, I'm so sorry that I hung on too long but I knew I
would have a broken heart when left so soon after
Princess. Now I'm all alone. When I feel up to it I will adopt a
dachsie or two for my two special girls and best friends. I will love you
and Princess forever and a day. Mommy
Alfy - March 2002, 3
I am so sorry. I love you so much. I adore you. You are my hero. You are
bigger than life itself. Please stay warm and happy. If any way possible
I will be with you again and kiss you and hug you and take you for a walk
and sleep with you and put you out for a 'pee pee poo
poo! YAY! YAY! YAY! pee pee poo' GOOD BOY!
Butchie - March
2002, 13 years old
Butch was actually my parent's dog, but he frequently was
at my house, playing with MY dachsie. Butch was a great dog. My parents
got him from some people who had to get rid of him because he was pooping
under their newborn baby's crib.
I remember when my parents first brought him home, he was very scared and
snapped at everyone. But he soon settled into his new home and became
Butchie - Hannah and I will miss you very much. Please tell
Heidi Mae Hooty Wooty that I love her and think of her daily when you see
her at the Bridge.
Tilly Squizzle - March 2002, 13 years, 2 months old
Our hearts broke when you left us, and our time together
was too short.
I close my eyes and see you by my side.
Your love was boundless and you have taken a part of us with you.
Farewell, little friend, until we can play with you again on the other
Waldo Gray - March 2002, 14 years, 6
Our Waldo left for the Bridge on 26 March. He was our best friend and we
loved him for all of the 14 years we had him. He was a special member of our family and we
will miss him always. Wait for us at the Bridge, Waldo. Romp and play with the other dogs
until we meet you there. We love you. - Mom and Dad
Beauty - March 2002, 7 years, 11 months old
I will always remember you, Beauty, how you loved to get your ears
rubbed. You brought joy to your Mom's and Dad's hearts. I know you are chasing
Daisy B - March 2002, 15 years, 4 months old
I love you Daisy and miss you so very much! You were a big part of my
life for over 15 years and the house is so empty without you here! The day you left
us was one of the saddest days of my life, and you will never be forgotten! There are
so many things that will never be the same since you are not here, but you will
always live on in my heart forever! I love you sweetie, you will always be our
precious Baby Doggy!!
Doc Holiday - March
2002, 10 months old
We miss you Doc! You were my little lap warmer. You were
our baby puppy, we waited so long for you and got to hold you for such a
short time. We'll love you forever. We cried so hard when we found you in
the backyard. Ringgo misses you too! You were his little buddy. He's
sorry for what that mean dog did to you. You didn't understand you weren't
as big as other dogs when you played with that mean dog. I didn't know
your collar could choke you. I'm sorry I bought you that collar. I'm sorry
I didn't take you to school that day. You're in our hearts forever!
Love, Mom, Dad, Becca, Caitie and Ringgo
Nina - March 2002, 13 years old
Nina's eyes twinkled , her heart beat, her cry sank through
mine, then it all stopped. Right then and there. My heart sank I cried
myself a river and sank way below my feet. Sometimes I think I could hear
her talk to me fears, feelings. I just wish I could show her I really did
care. I love my Nina.
Pluto - March 2002, 16 years old
You've been for me like a brother. I remember the day I saw you for
the first time: I was outside the school and I was only a little child. You've been
the best dog I have ever known. You'll be the best dog forever. With love,
Princeton von Maxwell
Savage MD - March 2002, 7 years, 7 months old
Our Mr Velvet. Our 'itty-bitty'. Mr MD. You earned many
nicknames. But truly the MD fits you best - Master Dog indeed! We miss you so
much. I have shed so many tears over losing you. It is the first winter since
you left us and I miss your warmth, curled around me under the covers at
night. I miss your demanding little ways. You were very determined when you
wanted your way. I miss the little 'fits' you'd throw when you didn't get what
you wanted. Yes, you were very spoiled - but that's okay. I miss watching you
run from tree to tree, you just wishing the squirrels would come down fully to
play. Instead they teased you and you loved it.
I'm sorry for all the times I was impatient or angry with you. I take it all
back. I hope you know that. I pray you know how very much you are loved; how
much space you will always occupy in our hearts. You're still with us in so
I hope you have met Prince and Mom and you are all loving each other. Maybe
the squirrels are finally playing fair. Maybe you can now eat all you want and
never gain too much weight. I know the cancer is gone from you and you feel
good again. I pray I made the right decisions for you. I tried my
Princeton, we love you - you are so special. You need to know that I now have
another doxie - a minature long hair. His name is Niles. He is not to replace
you (none could) but he helps me get through this life without you here. He
reminds me that love goes on and you can love many babies in a lifetime - and
he lickes my cheeks when I shed tears for you. Please say its okay for me to
love Niles and that your happy I am still spoiling and pampering a doxie. He
is starting to curl around me at night. Sometimes I think a piece of you may
have come to visit us through him. I know you're saying yes about Niles and
that you know I must have a baby to care for and love. And probably your
little spirit is caressing mine right now. Thank you for again being so
loving. See you again Mr Velvet. Until then, you live in my heart. Thank you
for your gift of so many wonderful memories of such a special little boy with
a great personality. Of a very best friend...Princeton von Maxwell,
PS: Look at your garden. I've fixed it up for you so you can visist anytime
you want to.
Mom and Dad
Taylor Lake Village, Texas
Mr Ozzy Daples (The Oz Man) -
March 2002, 3 years old
Ozzy, what can we say? We still miss you and not a day goes by
without Ozman thoughts. As with all dachsies he slept with us, went every where and
was the best. Ozzy was a different guy for each of us in the family. Mom was the
ultimate, dad the boss and playmate, Hannah the one who he kissed the most and Jake
just the bum, but Ozzy's bum.
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