You came to us after your beloved "Guardian Mom" passed away in June, 2009. Although your time with us was fleeting, we were reminded again of the true meaning of unconditional everlasting love. Your eyes asked only one question:" What happened to the "One" I loved? Endlessly you walked through the house, looking & hoping to hear "Her" voice or see "Her" face. Hours spent watching the street and waiting ; listening for "Her" footsteps on the path, "Her" gentle touch and know "Her" Love once again. Finally, you would curl up next to me on the couch snuggled under the blue blanket and nap; only to awaken and begin your search again. Silently, like a ghost, you became my constant shadow, your eyes asking only the ONE question: "Where is She"? "Can you help me find "Her?" Taking you in my arms was the only comfort I could offer. At night, you cried out in you sleep; sitting by your bed I stroked those nearly bald ears. Summer changed into fall and I sensed that you had grown weary of waiting for "Her" and had given up! Your vision dimmed and hearing muted, your daily piece of chesse and snuggles on the couch became our life together. As fall faded into winter, I knew our time together was growing shorter. I began a new nightly ritual of bringing you up big bed along with your "Foster Dachsie Pals". Maybe you wouldn't leave if I kept you close. No longer feeling alone in the inky darkness, you would drift off to sleep. Then, on the cold dark winter morning you said "Good Morning" to Foster Mom Diane and minutes later, with your customary grace and dignity, quietly slipped away from us. Rest Well...my long legged senior dachsie gent. Now your search is over. 12/10/09 Foster Dad Bob, Foster Mom Diane and All theVolunteers at DDR.