Priscilla

Priscilla ( 2008-2010) Miss Priscilla Graydog lived a short but happy four months with her adopted brother Hans and her adoptive parents Pat and Nancy after she had been saved by DDR from a potential life of servitude in a puppy mill. Having been fostered by DDR, Priscilla quickly became a true companion doxie upon her adoption. She loved snuggling in our laps and cuddling with Hans or grabbing his favorite chew toy and claiming it as her own. Of course Hans deferred to the little lady. In her brief time with us, she enjoyed several summer trips to the cabin, eagerly settling into her pet taxi for the ride to Wisconsin and just as eagerly again to return home. She loved going anywhere with her humans. The sudden onset of her disk problem was unexpected and could not be resolved. Dr. Jenny’s consultation with the other vets at All City indicated the prognosis was grim. Letting that little girl go was the hardest task Pat and I have ever done, but we know she is at the rainbow bridge. She was unique: her coloring, her coat, her manner. She lives on in our memories.

CORKY

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.

Natalie
It is oh so hard to write about Natalie. She was such a sweet happy little girl and here for such a short time. I see her whenever I look at her mom Sara or her sister Nicole. Natalie came to us from a puppy mill. Her start may have not been all that good, but she didn't show it. We brought her home and she charmed all of us. She loved to play and have little scuffles with her sister. She loved to be around her mom, but mostly she loved to play and play and snuggle. I don't yet know what happened to make Natalie ill, but the sadness is overwhelming. We will love her forever and we will keep her memory alive by trying to help as many as we can. Love you forever Natalie. 11/30/2009

Jenny
Jenny came to us from a Nebraska puppy mill. I remember on the trip home I thought she would love to be held. I was wrong. She did not even like to be touched. We brought her to our home. She had just enough sight to get around without running into things. She spent her time in the kitchen in a dog bed. Then with each day she showed us more and more who Jenny really was. She begain to explore the whole house, follow us everywhere, and demand to be cuddled on our laps. She knew the minute I entered the room. She would sit cuddled with her foster dad until she heard me. Then he knew she was going to jump. He would put her down and she would race over to my chair to join the dog pile. Jenny had just begun to be so happy when we lost her which is what made us so sad. I know she is perfect now and is happy playing with all her friends, but to us she was perfect here too.

Rosco
Rosco was a very loving playful double dapple boy. He loved everybody and any dachshund he came in contact with. A short few months after he found his forever home Rosco just wasn't himself and his new mom let us know he was diagnosed with lymphoma. I am so happy you came our way and we got to spend some quality time getting to know you. It's so sad you lived such a short life but you enjoyed every minute of it. Rest in peace our little friend!