| Cameron and Schmidty |
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| contributed March 2009 |
| Cara Mia |
 July 23, 2005 I drove from Ann Arbor, MI to Knoxville, TN to pick up my little girl Cara Mia. I adopted Cara as a part of our family, to be a playmate with my mini Doxie, Sammy. They are the most wonderful little girls in the whole world. They play and play and play. The first night I had them home, they did nothing but play all night long (litterally). Cara is now very protective of Sammy and they both take care of each other.
When Cara first came home she was very shy around everyone, and scared of all the noises. Since then with lots of encouragement she has started to come out of her shell. She is going up to strangers more and not scared of all the noises that she hears around the apartment. She loves taking our long walk, and she has completely learned the route! Cara is getting better around men, and accepts them quickly once she sees that mom and dad accept them. With all that she has been through she is doing amazingly well. We are so happy to have her as a part of our family. I would like to thank her Foster Mom Pam Stephens for taking such good care of her until she was able to find her forever home! |
| contributed September 2005 |
| Carly |
In the spring of 2001, my coworker was looking to adopt a dog. On a whim I did an internet search and found several rescue organizations. My coworker zeroed in on a labrador, but I was curious about the dachshund groups. I looked through the DRNA site and found a picture of the sweetest face I had ever seen. Carly had just recently been put up for adoption, but had no takers. She had been found months before running free in North Carolina, unsocialized and in poor health. Kay took her home and cared for her, letting her own pack of doxies help teach Carly the basics of being a good pet. I told myself I really didn't want another dog (we already had a two year old doxie named Daisy who we had adopted as a pup from a local shelter), but I couldn't get Carly out of my mind. I checked on Carly's posting frequently, and she continued to be unspoken for. I finally broached the subject with the family. The youngest boy was all for getting a second dog. My oldest was willing to go along. My husband was skeptical. But after I showed him Carly's posting, he agreed she would be a good fit. Carly needed an experienced owner with another dog already in residence, and Carly's coloring and age were close enough to Daisy's to consider them sisters. It was late spring when I contacted Kay regarding adopting Carly. We had a lot of extra hurdles as I live a few hundred miles away in Ohio. Kay and I stayed in contact throughout the summer, overcoming one hurdle after another. Finally, in late July, I received word everything had been approved. We agreed to meet halfway to introduce the two families in early August. We traveled to the southern end of West Virginia, and Daisy met Carly and Carly's foster brother Mac. Carly was even more beautiful in person -- tall and svelte with a unique face, but very shy. Eventually everyone played pretty well together, so we finalized the paperwork and brought Carly home. Carly was very slow to warm up to us, but once she adjusted to the new routine she became bolder. Her ears no longer laid flat; she became more curious; and then one day, deciding she wanted our immediate attention, she barked. That confirmed our suspicions; she is part beagle! Using that information, we tapped into my husband's past experiences with beagles, and slightly altered our plan for working with Carly. Successes came more rapidly, and she finally decided to accept us as family. She quickly claimed ownership of the pillows in the family room, perching herself on top of them for her naps. We've nicknamed her Pillow Princess! It's been over three years since Carly came home to us. She still has playful puppy behaviors which serve to keep Daisy from becoming too lazy. The girls have bonded to the point they can't bear to be separated, insisting on doing everything in tandem (see photo, Carly in red collar). Carly has become my source for daily smiles; she turns her head so prettily when she's listening, and when I successfully say the words to match what she is trying to tell me, she will dance in a circle before running to where we need to be to satisfy her current desire. When she wants to play, she'll stretch out on the floor and crawl to me with her tail wagging high up in the air. |
| Thank you Kay and DRNA. I couldn't have asked for a sweeter little girl! Ida M. Bowles |
| contributed February 2005 |
| Cedric |
Cedric had a sad beginning... he was drizzled with lighter fluid and set on fire giving him multiple burns on his back. The Davis family fell in love with Cedric instantly. They absolutely adore him...He is thriving and is full of boyish energy. The skin on his burned places has grown in dark and he's grown some white fur in patches. Cedric is one lucky dog!
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| contributed March 2006 |
| Charles |
| Charles Jr. (aka Dae Dae) is doing very well, better than I would have expected. When I first saw him I was in awe, he looks like my original Charles so much, I would swear it's reincarnation--this is what prompted my renaming Dae Dae. I missed Charles Sr. so much, and now feel like part of him is alive in Junior. It was a match really made in Dog Heaven! (And with both of your help!!!) Charles Jr. is in "love" with Spanky, my long-haired dappled dachshund. They play all the time and are nearly inseparable. Charles also gets along well with the other two guys very well, and plays with Marty, my golden retriever mix. His aggression has dissipated and he just got his "E" collar off tonight. He managed to get his stitches out during the night after his neutering. I took him back for a staple and a collar, but he managed to get the staple out. I steri-stripped his tiny incision and he is now healed. My long-time favorite vet said he is in excellent condition and health. He certainly is full of energy and a happy boy. He also has adapted well to the daily work week schedule and has his own bedroom. When I get ready for work, he gets in his bed (his bed from his former home that I placed on top of the twin bed) and waits, knowing that I'll be leaving soon, but always happy when I come home. He sleeps at the head of my bed now and is rather quiet and still during the night. Of course all four boys are in bed with me. He knows when the lights go off, it's quiet time. I will try to get pictures soon and send them. I've taken a few but have some more to expose. I can update you then on Charles' new happy home. I can't tell you how I feel about this adoption, especially in terms of Charles Jr. and his unbelievable likeness to Charles Sr. I am so grateful that we have each other, and I feel like my home is once again complete. I truly thank you and Eileen for all your dedicated efforts and loyalty to our best friends. I hope others continue to share in this experience.
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| Thanks again, Linda G., dedicated mother of four. I will definitely keep you updated. |
| Charles Dickens |
| Charles Dickens is a special man. We had been looking for a pal for our dachshund, Bailey (the little red one there) for about 6 months. Charlie's former parents surrendered him because the wife was severely allergic to him. It was very sad. have never in my life seen two dogs bond so quickly. From minute one they were kissing each other, rolling around and having a BLAST! These guys have only been together for 2 weeks, but they cannot stand to be apart, as you can see. Charlie is a bit of a dopey man, so he and Bailey are like Pinky and the Brain...Bailey thinks up something to get into, and Charlie says "ok!!!" He loooves giving kisses, lap time, and killing squeeky toys. Now, when I look back at all the frustration I was feeling during that 6 month search, I think, well, now I know it took so long...We were waiting for Charlie! We are truly blessed.
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| contributed September 2005 |
| Chauncey |
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Our eyes met across a crowded lacrosse field... |
| contributed January 2009 |
| Cheesy (a.k.a. Jake Leo), Sammy Boy and Arthur |
 Hello Everyone,
Let me introduce myself, my name is Noelle Joyce and I am a black/tan & silver long haired dapple miniature dachshund. I adopted mom when she came into the pet store I was in on November 26, 2004. When she brought me home she introduced me to my older brother (16 yrs 8-1/2 mos. old) Knickerbocher. I loved having a brother; unfortunately, he passed away on January 7, 2005. I was heartbroken; mom says this is when I started getting into trouble (eating the houseplants, chewing on electrical wires, etc). My puppy socialization teacher suggested finding me a companion; this is where DRNA comes into the picture. Mom filled out an application online and a very nice lady from DRNA (Rachel) came to visit me and see where I lived, she told mom that she would definitely be able to find me a brother or sister. I waited patiently for 2 whole months before my new brother (Jake Leo a/k/a Cheesy) arrived, he came all the way from Florida, it was well worth the wait, for me it was LOVE at first sight. I can’t say the same thing for Jake Leo; I think I scared him because I just couldn’t stop kissing him, he thought I was going to eat him. Now Jake Leo loves me as much as I love him. Jake Leo is 2 months younger than me and he is perfect, I know this for a fact because I checked him out completely. Jake Leo is a beautiful little chocolate/tan & white short haired dapple miniature dachshund. I have enclosed a picture, Jake is right next to me kind of hiding, he is very timid so I protect him. He has beautiful blue eyes but for some reason they come out red in pictures. About six weeks after Jake Leo came to live with me mom sat down with us and told us that we were going to get a big brother. She said that June was adopt a senior month at DRNA and she saw a beautiful short red haired dachshund named Sammy Boy. She said that he was looking for a new home and it sounded like he would fit in perfectly with us. She said Sammy was in New Jersey, so she was going to go to New Jersey and bring him home. So on June 5, 2005 mom brought Sammy Boy home. I don’t think Sammy was too crazy about me at first but it was definitely LOVE at first sight with Jake Leo. It took Sammy a couple of months to start paying attention to me; he was totally infatuated with Jake Leo. Sammy loves me now, he lets me sleep with him on the big doggie pillow and he gives me his treat if I bark at him. In September mom sat us all down again for another talk, she said that she found another little guy that was looking for a home and how did we feel about another brother. Personally I like being the only girl so I had no problem with it, one more brother to love me sounds good. Arthur William arrived on October 23, 2005; dad, Sammy, Jake, mom and I all went to meet the transport and welcome Arthur home. Arthur is the black & tan long haired miniature dachshund (in the picture he is standing right beside me). Arthur is beautiful isn’t he? I think he looks a lot like me. It took Arthur a couple of days to get used to us, but now Arthur loves us as much as we love him. Arthur is very protective of us when we all go for a walk around the neighborhood. Don’t tell mom but I like Arthur as a boyfriend instead of a brother. Right now Arthur is playing hard to get, but he doesn’t know how persistent I can be. In case you haven’t guessed it by now I am a Princess and I always get what I want and I want Arthur for a boyfriend. Don’t worry mom says we have all been fixed, whatever that means. To all the wonderful people at DRNA I can’t Thank You enough for my three brothers; they have made me the happiest girl in the world. A special Thanks to the transporter that would have liked to have Jake Leo a/k/a Cheesy as his own, please know that Jake Leo is very happy and he is not only my brother but my best friend. Thank you Aunt Rachel, Aunt Barbara and Aunt Jane for rescuing my brothers. |
| All our love,
Noelle Joyce Richter (Rhode Island) Judy Richter (a/k/a Mom) James Richter (a/k/a Dad) |
| contributed September 2005 |
| Chelsey |
  Chelsey came to me in Alabama thanks to a DRNA volunteer who brought her from Virginia. When she got here, we went to work on some health problems. We’ve finally cleared up her ear infections with ongoing treatment but her eardrums had been ruptured and there’s scar tissue so she doesn’t hear very much. We’ve continued to work on her teeth and mouth. The fistulas from her mouth into her nose will always be there but it doesn’t bother her unless she eats or drinks too fast. We diagnosed hypothyroidism and got her started on medicine. While it’s hard to tell in the pictures, she had very thin hair and some patches without hair when she got here. Today, she has a nice thick coat. In the last month, lab tests showed some early renal changes so she’s on a special diet – which she actually seems to like.
She has really shown her personality in recent months — and it’s pure dachshund. She knows exactly what she wants and how to tell me and she doesn’t rest until she gets it. Chelsey is capable of commanding me to come with her to the kitchen when it’s dinner time and she tells me when to put her to bed. She’ll come get me when she wants something and when I start to follow her, she’ll run but looks over her shoulder every few steps to be sure I’m still following. Chelsey makes us laugh. She’s funny, loving and an all around precious dog. We celebrated her 14th birthday in October. This month, we’ll celebrate the 14th birthday of my long haired dachshund who has been with me for all of his 14 years. Having two 14 year old dachshunds gives me a full lap and much love. I’m hooked on senior dogs — don’t plan on ever adopting anything else again. Chelsey’s owner was an elderly lady who had health problems. Obviously, her family didn’t know Chelsey or they would never have been able to give her up. ****** UPDATE: This is Chelsey just a few days before she went to the Rainbow Bridge on November 7, 2005. Chelsey had been with me about a year and a half following her DRNA organized trip to Alabama from Virginia. Chelsey was a sanctuary adoption. My mother always said Chelsey was meant to be with us for the last part of her life. In the months before my father died last December, Chelsey sat with him in his recliner for hours on end. During those sad times after we lost Dad, Chelsey’s little waddling walk always made us smile. For months, when I took Chelsey back to my parent’s house, Chelsey went immediately to search for her chairmate. Chelsey’s medical problems continued to compound until her little 15 year old body just was too tired to go on. Although we grieve for Chelsey and as much as I loved her, I’m thinking she has gone ahead over the bridge to meet my dad where they’ll both wait on us to join them someday. To those with DRNA who accepted Chelsey, fostered her and brought her to me, I wanted to say thank you on behalf of Chelsey and my family. I don’t know about her first 13 years but I know she was loved and cared for during the last part of her life. She took her last breaths in my arms. |
| Thank you,
Sharon Blanton Birmingham, Alabama |
| contributed November 2005 |
| Chicklet |
 Greetings Doxie lovers,
Chicklet was adopted on 11/11/06 from Scott in NC. She is a sweetheart and really keeps our household spinning. She gets along well with her brothers Roscoe and Chili but keeps everyone in line. (That bossy female thing you know!!) She was recently accepted into the Therapy Dog program. She will be attending classes and testing for Therapy dog about June of this year. Her brother Chili is a therapy dog and we visit hospitals and nursing homes bringing smiles and laughs to the residents. This spring, we have been invited to three local Libraries for a "Reading with Dogs" program. Hopefully we will take Chicklet along for the experience of working with children....(paws crossed!) Special thanks to Scott for taking the time to rescue this little sweetheart and allowing me to adopt her.... |
| Laura and Chicklet |
| contributed January 2007 |
| Chili |
 In November of 2002 I was lucky enough to adopt Chili. Chils and I are just fantastic and have really become best friends. Chils is the most mild-mannered, sweet dog I have ever been in contact with. He was very timid at first and was a bit skeptical about what was going on and where was this strange place he was in with these strange people. However, in no time he melded right into the family. I can’t think of life without Chili now, especially since the passing of my father this past July. Chili knew something had happened to “grand-pop,” and was there to comfort myself and “Grammy.” I sit here now typing this e-mail and just can’t express my gratitude for Chili; I simply cannot put into words what this little doggie has meant to my entire family.
Chili is well known around the neighborhood and is so friendly to everyone he meets (he is even addressed on Christmas cards). Sleeping in the sun is one of his favorite things and he thoroughly loves to rummage through bags, especially to open those Christmas presents. He loves toy hedgehogs; he must have over dozen in all shapes and sizes (yes, he is spoiled). Chili is in great health and condition and just seems to get friskier with age. I also think he secretly wants to learn how to drive…he has a thing for the driver’s seat!!! I love everything about this Dachshund, but even when he is occasionally “bad” (more like just having a mind of his own), I never tire of his ecstatic greetings when I come home from work. Though I cannot fathom why Chili’s original owner gave him up, I am so happy that they did…and so is he! |
| Sincerely, Tito M. Cantafio |
| contributed January 2005 |
| Chip |
 Dear DRNA,
Chip, tag 5934, reporting in after a month with my forever family. You have sent me on a very tough assignment (undercover, of course). I don't know what will be the end result, since this family was clearly suffering from that dreaded disease, lack-of-doxie-itis. Yes, I know that Ginger (tag 6406) was sent in last year to lay the ground work, but these people simply are overwhelmed by this disease. At least two dachsies are needed for proper dahshund supervision. Thankfully, Ginger called for reinforcements!!!! It also helped that Ginger and I started our DRNA assignments at the same foster home, Fort Dox run by Dona Jo Snow. The training that we received there will help us with this assignment. Thank heavens for DRNA- what would these people do without doxies? Ginger has told me the horror stories of being the lone doxie with these two people. Since when do people think they are able to drive a car without our help? Who else is supposed to taste their food to make sure it is safe for them to eat? How else are they supposed to know if the bed is warm enough for them? And the couch situation- how are the people supposed to know where they can sit if we don't tell them? What about the laundry- how else is Mom supposed to know when she can fold the nice warm laundry, fresh from the dryer, if we don't test it out for her first? Answers to these and other such questions can only be answered by Dachshunds!!!! It is why God made us. Who else will protect Mom from the nefarious UPS man and mailman? Who else will snuggle up to Mom when no one is looking, to make her feel better? After the first week, in which I laid down the law, things improved greatly. Ginger could relax and enjoy her toys while I kept guard over Mom while Dad was at work. Morning walks have been beneficial for Mom, since the arthritis in her back has gotten worse, and we have been meeting all sorts of dogs and the smells are divine in this neighborhood. Mom takes us to the dog park to conduct the weekly inspection and boy do I get to have fun. The mud and dirt are custom made just for me. (Ginger prefers to stay clean for some reason- will have to bring her up to speed at our next after action report) I have a really great front and back yard- perfect for rolling in the grass and the leaves. Dad decorated for us for Halloween, and I learned, while conducting my security checks on the house, that Christmas entails even more great things for us. Dad and Mom took us to PetSmart and that was great- I now have my own car seat, a Snuggie, and a new leash. Mom also bought a sweatshirt and coat for me- doesn't she realize that I am undercover and this will blow my cover? I have lots of blankets to burrow under and pillows to sleep on when I get tired and it is Ginger's turn at guard duty. Mom and Dad bought me my own bed and put it next to the front window for me, since they know that I have to work on my tan. We spend a lot of time on the front porch, where I have my own chair. I get great food, and Mom makes me take vitamins and glucosamine (YUCK!!!), but it makes her very happy when I eat them. Ginger and I get along very well- we are each others shadows, and take turns on guard duty. We have become inseparable, and follow Mom everywhere. We do everything with each other. In fact, Mom loves so much that she started a blog dedicated to Ginger and myself, and has listed us on the dailydoxie website: DachsiesWithMoxie.blogspot.com dailydoxie.com/showuser/GeoffsWife1962 I just wish she would chill about the pupparazzi stuff- I can't have my cover blown!!!! Will report in next month, after Halloween- I hear that I am going to be a pirate this year. |
| Agnes B. Bullock |
| contributed October 2009 |
| Chloe |
Chloe, a special needs dachshund, joined the Kitchens family on 22 Jan 2005. That family includes Peepers Sweetie, my late Mother’s 15-year-old mini-dachsie; Border, a black and white cat; and Dwight, my husband of 35 years (and I’m Phyllis).
We live almost full-time in a 40-foot-long motor home, traveling across the country. Dwight teaches and consults on Top Producer, a computer program used by real estate agents to improve client service. As nearly full-time RVers, not being at a fixed address seemed to complicate the adopting process. The DRNA home inspection was accomplished at my sister’s house, with the RV parked in her driveway. Arranging Chloe’s delivery to a moving target must have been a challenge to the transportation coordinator. Chloe was fostered by Kristin Kelly and family in Ohio. The Kelly’s did a terrific job of rehabilitating Chloe after her back surgery. The first vet I took her to commented on the good muscular development in her hind legs. Chloe was delivered to us by a network of wonderful people starting late one cold, snowy night. The long-haul trucker who drove her from Ohio seems to have made a terrific impression on Chloe. Whenever we take a break at a rest area on the interstate, Chloe gets extremely excited and pulls hard on her leash to go over to the big trucks. Chloe immediately settled into our routine, with one notable exception: She has made Border’s life miserable. Poor Border has to hide behind barriers in the front of the RV to keep Chloe from attacking him. Some days Chloe tries to nap with Peepers in the same pet bed. Peeps would rather sleep alone, but usually allows Chloe to share for a while. As Kristin had told us, Chloe is a “Daddy’s girl.” She adores Dwight and demands to sit on his lap. Watching Chloe taking a walk puts a smile on my face. She waddles along with an animated, rolling gate. Her hind legs don’t track behind her front legs, but cross each other under her body. Her head and tail swing from side to side as she struts briskly, her wide eyes bright, and mouth pulled up in a goofy smile. She looks like she owns the world. Chloe hasn’t got a clue that she’s handicapped. We’re slowly building up the length of Chloe’s walks, but all that exaggerated action wears her out pretty quickly. Most mornings she’s stiff and tries to drag her hind legs, but after a few admonitions of “Use your legs, Chloe”, she gets all four going at the same time. Chloe surprised us the first time she picked up a leash in her mouth and brought it to us. Her eyes clearly said, “Please! I need to go out NOW!” Chloe amuses us when she sleeps, too. She makes little groans and snorts most the night. She sleeps in an elevated pet bed right beside the “big bed” in the RV. Chloe’s bladder control isn’t perfect, and she’s been treated twice for urinary tract infections. We’re helping her to express her bladder more frequently. She also has little or no control over her bowel functions. When she poops in the RV, she looks VERY ashamed (and usually surprised!). Dwight and I aren’t fussy about the floor, so we just reassure her of our love and clean up the mistake. We feel very blessed to have Chloe in our lives and are enjoying her antics. |
| Sincerely, Phyllis Kitchens |
| contributed April 2005 |
| Chloe P |
Hi there, this is CHLOE...well, that's what my new family calls me now. Kinda weird, for two years everyone called me BONNIE. But that's okay, I don't mind that they changed my name.
My new home is HUGE and my new yard is even HUGER - wow! I get to bark at all the squirrels and birds that come into my yard. My new family watches me closely and won't let me out in the big back yard by myself - I heard them saying something about how I could possibly get out of the yard….hey, how do they know I'd do that?! It's really cool, I love going for car rides and so mom takes me almost everywhere she goes (when she's not at work, that is) and she has a snuggly bed for me just for car rides. Plus, I have a snuggly bed in the big house and at night I curl up in it on the floor in the big bedroom. I'm doing my best to convince mom and dad to put me up in the big bed with them – no luck so far. Oh well. I have a new Redskins Jersey that I wear; and a black sweater to wear to keep me warm when it's chilly for a little doxie-dog like me. I have a new tag with my name engraved on it, new food and water bowls, and you should see the pantry – it's FULL of doxie-doggie-treats! I get treats for doing my "business" outside – I've not had one accident in the house. These folks have done everything BUT roll out the red carpet for me! I love all my new family but my new mom is extra special to me, I looooove her very much, I follow her everywhere, and she spoils me rotten. She kisses me all the time and tells me how much she loves me. I swear, she kisses me more than I kiss her! She walks me before she goes to work in the morning; and then again when she gets home at night. After dinner, she picks me up and we cuddle for hours before we all go to bed. My new brother, Christopher, is a "teenager" (whatever that is). All I know is, I love him and he's such a push-over. All I have to do is sit down in front of him and look into his eyes and he melts like butter and picks me up. Well of course he does, just look at how adorable I am – jeez! Last weekend I curled up inside his fleece and fell asleep while he watched TV. My new dad is awesome and I love him too. He makes a big deal over me when we wake up every morning; and then again when he comes home from work at night. I think maybe he misses me while he sleeps and while he's at work! Oh, and the other thing he does sometimes is that he'll put peanut butter on his finger and lets me lick it clean…yum. I love peanut butter! It's pretty darn terrific here, I'm very happy that this is my forever home. My only complaint is that they won't let me jump up on the furniture here, they insist I be picked up and put on the furniture. I think I heard them say something about protecting my back. Boy, they sure seem to be concerned about me around here. DRNA told me they would find me a forever home where I would be loved and boy oh boy were they right – my new family is CRAZY about me! Again, of course they are, just look at how adorable I am for crying out loud! Tell my brother Clyde I said hi and let him know my new name is Chloe. Oh, and tell him my family says he can come and play with me anytime. For that matter, my family says I can have doxie friends come over and play anytime. Wow, these folks are great - thanks DRNA for finding such a loving and adoring family! |
| Sloppy doxie smooches, Chloe (formerly Bonnie) |
| contributed October 2008 |
| Christina |
Here is the poem I wrote about Christina (Chrissy). We adopted her on March 22nd of this year. She had been rescued by DRNA in a Puppy Mill Bust. She was almost 8 years old and had been confined in a cage for all of that time. She was kept for having puppies until she couldn't have anymore. Luckily she was turned over to DRNA to start a new life. My inspiration for the poem was watching her run and play for the first time. To see her flying through the air with her tail wagging and ears flopping tugged at my heart so much I had to write it down. I hope you will enjoy reading it.
- A Journey's End for Chrissy By Linda Herman The journey does end For me, yes my friend For long I have been away But I have come home at last Far away from the past That still haunts me each night and each day Another place, another time Where my life was not mine I still feel the longing and pain How could I have know For no kindness was shown That life could start over someday Now, I am free in the sun I dance and I run The sky up above makes me soar But I come back to the ground Smell the air, make a sound And feel joy in the warmth of the day Yes, I am home And have finally found That life can start over again My body is free, to be used just for me To laugh and to run and to play My spirit can soar, someone opened the door And my doubts and my fears sail away You can see in my eyes That great sadness resides It can not just be washed away But time will help me to heal And my wounds will now seal And the memories will all fade someday At the end of my day I give thanks, yes I pray That at last my journey does end This journey now ends And a new one begins But this one won't have tears on the way As I settle my head Safe and warm in my bed Loving arms hold me fast as I sleep I will never again be alone For I have found a safe home And a place in this world I can keep |
| Cindy |
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My name is Cindy and my beloved owner, Mr. Rill, became too old to care for me and called Ann Donnawell of DRNA to help. Susan Spurgeon agreed to foster me but one month at her house and her husband Bill said “Cindy is never leaving this house.” I’m the sweetest one in the house. My tail is always wagging. I’m a terror when it comes to food though. I may have lost most of my teeth but I’ve got one good fang that I can get you with even though I don’t mean to. Now Mr. Rill and his friends just loved to feed me because it made me so happy. When I came to the Spurgeons, I weighed 22 pounds and I’m a miniature dachshund. I was so heavy, I couldn’t even think about going up stairs and I’d just lie on my back with my feet sprawled out. Well, there went all the good snacks and out came the green beans. I wasn’t too sure about them at first but the weight melted off and now I’m a svelte 12 pounds. I can run up the stairs and when dinner is being serving, I do my hopping dance and boy, can I get up in the air. I’m the smart dog too. I was the first one to figure out the doggie door. Now I can go out all by myself and do all the barking I want to. (I’m still not about to pee in the rain – a lady could get her hair wet that way.)
I love snuggling in the big bed. My favorite spot is on a pillow just above Daddy’s head so he can pet me. (I know who kept me here). |
| Thank you, DRNA. |
| contributed April 2007 |
| Cinnamon Gracie |
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Adopt a senior month...hmmm get a free weenie dog sounds too good to be true. So we had a family conference 7 of the 8 dogs agreed to add another family member. Rosie, the dachsador, still thinks she should be an only dog. So I contacted Dona Show and lo and behold I adopted not 1 but 2 seniors. Gracie, a dachsie beagle mix and Cinnamon a rebenesque dachsie came to Irish Dreams Farm. Gracie is a quiet delicate little girl until she wants something then she has this huge baying bark which is designed to scare the crap out of you as well as to get your attention. She has explored every inch of the farm and pronounced it a good place to live. She loves sleeping in the big bed and thinks popcorn is the best food in the world next to steak. Cinnamon, also known as Sillymon is not really 13. She thinks toys are to be killed and god help the deer who have the nerve to come on the property. She was hiding in the grass one afternoon when she spotted a deer eating apples and you would have thought World War 3 had begun. Cinnamon alerted the entire state about the deer.
Cinnamon is also happy to report she has lost .5 pound and is feeling quite sveldt. I am so glad these two seniors decided to come home with me. ~Kb and the mountaineer dogs at Irish Dreams Farm. |
| Coco |
 Hi there, my name is Coco (with some help from my new mom). I was adopted in September of 2007 after DRNA helped find me a home. I wanted to take a minute to thank everyone who helped me before I got my new family and let them know that I am doing great especially Cherri, Sheila, and the lady that made my Dachshund noodle jumble.I took me a couple weeks to make sure that I was going to like it here. I didn't like people leaving me downstairs at all by myself and would bark and bark so they would come back and I really didn't like the kitties or Roxy the other doxie(still don't like those kitties but Roxy and I are working on it.) But I was still a really good doggie and got to meet lots of new people one at a time over the next few months. They told my mommy that I might bite people that I didn't know so she was really careful about who came around me at first and made them all get down on the floor to meet me. That helped me a lot and I never did bite anyone. I believe that I really do have the best family in the world. I get lots and lots of puppy loveies as they call it here from my mommy, new daddy and grandma and grandpa(I took to him really quickly cause all he does is sit and read so I can spend all day on his lap when he is here.) Every night I get Mommy's lap while we watch TV after Roxy has gone to bed with her toy. I have a huge backyard and get to go outside when ever I want (so long as I don't bark at the kids across the street or the kitties in the upstairs window for too long- I sure don't like them. I also get to go for walks at the park and around the neighborhood. I have gotten lots of new toys since I came here too but my favorite thing in the whole world is a purple stretchy glove that grandma dropped next to me one day. I loved it so much that she let me keep it. I can run and run and run with that glove in my mouth and if I am lucky sometimes they will throw it to me. Who needs all those "dog toys" anyways? I leave them for Roxy. She seems to like them but couldn't care less about my glove. Weird huh? I also still have my bed that was sent with me when I came here. It made me really feel at home the first few weeks and I still lay in it when ever I get a treat. My family is finally discovering all of my hidden talents. My mommy got married in December and my new daddy has been working with me to get me to do tricks...little did they know, I already new a bunch. I can sit and roll over even shake hands(mommy was really excited about that one). I really hope that all of the other doggies that need homes can get a good one too. I know that my mommy is really happy that she decided to adopt me. She tells me almost every day. |
| Thank you for finding me a home, Coco (and Jen) |
| CoCo |
In November we were given the opportunity to enrich our lives with this loving little girl. CoCo apparently spent the first six years of her life in a very bad situation. When we picked her up at the foster home she was frightened of everything. She is still timid, but making great progress. She loves her sister, Sissy, but especially loves her brother Jake. They are always together on the back of the sofa guarding the house from a squirrel attack.
Is there anything more loving than a pup who has never had it before? She is a joy, and we are so grateful to DRNA and the wonderful, caring members in the Louisville and Indiana area. CoCo is on the left, Sissy on the right and Jake out front, oh yea, that’s dad in the jeans. |
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| contributed March 2007 |
| Cocoa |
Hello. On Nov 27, 2005, we adopted Darwin--a long haired dachshund who was 5 years old. We renamed him Cocoa and he is doing amazing!! What a lovable, kind, sweet dog. He turned 6 on 12/17/05, and we can't imagine our lives without him.
Elisa(12) and Mikey(8) absolutely adore Cocoa. He is a big "mush" with them and will just lay on their laps and watch TV with them. Afterschool, Cocoa sits right under Mikey's feet while he does his homework. On 12/27/06, Cocoa turned 7. We bought him a doggie cupcake--which is a big treat for him--and he was in heaven. We gave him a small piece everyday of Christmas break. We've enclosed a few pictures, with his new harness and Dad's baseball cap. We have also learned that Cocoa sings opera. When he hears it, Cocoa tilts his head and then raises his head, and sings with the music. It is fantastic!! We still can't believe someone gave him up--but we are glad they did and we now have him to love! Thanks for bringing him into our lives! |
| The Csorba family --
Melanie, John, Elisa, Mikey and Cocoa |
| contributed February 2007 |
| Cody |
 We adopted our newest doxie, two year-old Cody, on 4/2/2010. WOW, what a difference two months make! Cody has gone from a shy little guy to the funniest and happiest little doggie imaginable. He's turned into a great snuggler especially with his new mommy! Adjustment with his new big sister and doxie buddy, Holly, has taken a little time but they are happy snugglers now and best buds. Holly was on kennel rest for 4 weeks and that's all it took for Cody to start loving and caring for his new sister. They are inseparable now. I've been amazed at how much Cody loves children. I was worried at first but he loves them, especially my 4 year old niece. When she's around he follows her everywhere and they love to be in each other's faces loving each other. My niece told me, "Cody's fun and he's furry!" My children are older and love on him and play with him all the time. Cody usually takes turns sleeping with either mommy, daddy, and Holly in our bed or with my youngest son in his bed. Cody is so at home here, especially looking out the big picture window or sliding doors at all the squirrels, rabbits, and birds! His foster-mommy told me she only heard him bark one time in the two months he lived with her... well, now he barks ALL the time! And did I mention car rides just rock! CODY LOVES TO GO BYE BYE! This week Cody just started with his crazy antics in the mornings. He's so playful and will carry on with me for 20 or 30 minutes, but then mommy has to say "no more" so she can get ready for work! It's so much fun to see Cody so free to be himself. He's not just come out of his shell, he's broken out of it and left that shell shattered into a million pieces!!!!!!!!! I just adore this little baby boy we've adopted and am so happy we are his "forever" home.
Thanks so much for finding us the best doggie buddy to add to our home! Don't miss our doxies pictures... Cody is the handsome black and tan doxie and Holly is the pretty princess chocolate dapple doxie! Our doxies light up our home with love! |
| All our love, The Kerstings St. Louis, MO |
| contributed June 2010 |
| Cookie |
As I sit here, patiently waiting to leave work so I can go home for the evening, I think of the newest energetic addition to our household -- Cookie, aka "Cookie Monster." You might giggle at her nickname, but it suits her perfectly, for she has the most monstrous of all personalities -- plus she likes her cookie treats!
I found Cookie just at the right time. My boyfriend and I bought our very first house in August of 2006, and we had been dying to add another dog into our household. We currently have a 3 year old Siberian Husky named Demon (but don't let his name fool you -- he's a total sweetheart!) that we had adopted 2 years ago. We also have two cats, a male and female. We've always grown up with tons of animals around, and once we had more room to spare, another animal was destined to become a part of our family. The problem was where to get the perfect companion! I did a lot of researching on rescue dogs and decided with the help of my best friend who has owned dachshunds that one would be perfect for me -- loyal, with a lot of spunk! Cookie has been such a wonderful addition to our home. She's lively, quick, and a total sweetheart! Her and Demon took to each other immediately, and most days you can find her using him as her personal jungle gym! Demon has become even more happy since she came into our home with us. He was in need of a companion! Most nights find me and my boyfriend sitting in the living room watching tv, with both Cookie AND Demon in our laps! Can you imagine the sight?! Cookie loves to give kisses and she's even learned a few tricks since she's made her forever home with us.  I can't say thanks enough to her WONDERFUL fosters, Louise and Yolanda. They really made my year complete when they allowed me to bring Cookie home! Cookie misses them a lot (I can so tell!), but not to worry, we have visits in mind for her to catch up with her "mommies" from the past. Even though she's a miniature doxie, at just under 5 pounds, this girl has a LOT of love to give from a very small package! I can't imagine our house without her now! |
| contributed January 2007 |
| Copper |
Our family fell in love with Dachshunds about 6 years ago when we got our first little sable long haired dachshund, Oscar. We also have Molly, the Min Pin, and decided she needed a companion. Molly, as are most Min Pins, was/is very high energy and often aloof and we wanted the new companion dog to be a little less hyper active and a little more loving. Unfortunately, Oscar developed a severe case of diabetes that even twice daily injections couldn’t control so we lost him just before his 6th birthday. We were all devastated and even Molly, the Min Pin, became ill and spent a week in the doggie hospital with severe pancreatitis. Our vet was convinced that Molly’s condition was a result of stress and grief over losing her friend.
We originally were not going to get another dog right away for many reasons. We were still grief stricken over losing Oscar and we also have our hands full raising our 2 year old granddaughter, Addyson. My husband, Charlie, is retired and has a very severe hearing loss and he was just lost without his little friend and after almost losing Molly too, we collectively decided we needed another dog and the only breed we would consider would be another dachshund. We didn’t want another puppy and decided we wanted to give a dog a good home. I found DRNA online and my husband and I both searched through the many available dogs. Simultaneously (me from work and my husband from home), we found Copper (a beautiful red, long haired, boy) and fell in love with his story. Kathryn from Tulsa is an angel in disguise and she will always have a place in our hearts for allowing us to adopt Copper. She loves her rescues and her work with DRNA and it’s very apparent it is a labor of love for her. We got Copper on 6/11/06 and he’s truly part of our family and we’d all be lost without him. We were initially told Copper was afraid of men. That lasted around Charlie for about 30 minutes and then they were the best of buddies. Wherever Charlie goes, Copper is right behind him. Copper also fancies himself as the protector of our 2 year old granddaughter and whenever unfamiliar people come into our home and approach Addyson, he lets them know that she is his little person by standing between them and barking. Once we tell them it’s o.k., he’ll allow the people to approach Addyson but he never takes his eyes off of her until they are gone. Thanks to our great experience with Kathryn and DRNA, this is the only process we’ll use for future dachshund family members! |
| Debbie & Charlie AND Addyson, Fort Smith, Arkansas |
| contributed November 2006 |
| Corona |
My husband, Peter, and I adopted Cocolalla Luna Corona Lane Kaynor in December, 2004, and are still amazed at her sweet personality. She had been a puppy mill dog who was rescued, but then given to DRNA because of a divorce. A wonderful group of DRNA volunteers fostered her, organized travel, and brought her from Ohio to Maine to her forever home with us.
To explain her name: She had the name "CoCo" with DRNA, so we made her first name Cocolalla which is a town in Idaho we visited and enjoyed. It means "Cool Water". Luna is the goddess of the moon. Corona is the ring around the moon and Latin for garland or wreath, but we really chose it because we wanted to name her after a special dachshund name Corinna. Because Corona is similar to CoCo, she started responding to it immediately. Lane is my maiden name, and Kaynor is our family last name. We rented our community bulletin board exclaiming, "IT’S A GIRL! WELCOME TO THE FAMILY COCOLALLA LUNA CORONA LANE KAYNOR". As expected, the news spread like wildfire in our small town and people called my parents to ask them about their grandchild. It was hysterical! 
Corona fit into our family amazingly well. She has five doggie brothers who cuddle with her and treat her like she has been here for years. She has one dachshund brother who was adopted from the Dallas/Fort Worth Dachshund Rescue. We were a little concerned about how Nigel would feel having another small dog in the house given his big doxie attitude and obvious spoiled life with us . . . but Nigel and Corona are great together! They cuddle and ride together in the car. They are so cute sleeping against each other. The photo of the two of them was our Christmas card. Her other doggie brothers are two lab mixes, Forrest and Thor, and two labradors, Mousse and Trover. They were so great at letting her fit into the pack. They are all pictured on our bed at our camp. No, they are not spoiled . . . yeah, right! Corona also has four cat siblings. I don’t think she even notices them except for her cat brother Linus who rubs on her almost daily.
Equally cute is the relationship between Corona and her Daddy, Pete. She loves me, but she is definitely Daddy’s Girl. She practically turns inside out wagging her tail when he speaks to her. And the feeling is mutual . . . he’s always commenting on what a doll she is. Thank you, DRNA for making it possible for us to adopt this special dog. |
| Sandy & Peter Kaynor Peru, Maine |
| contributed January 2005 |
| Cowboy |
I adopted Cowboy almost 5 years ago from DRNA at 9-1/2 years. Up until about a year ago, he went to choir practice with me and also to a regular Friday evening meeting. About 50 different people expected to see him every week, and they always asked about him if I wasn't able to bring him. Cowboy's a little more tired now, his vision is a little worse, his hearing's not great, and he may be losing his mental edge. I'm retirement age, so I can understand all these age-related inconveniences.
Cowboy has taught me a lot about life and love. If I outlive him, I'll probably be looking to DRNA to provide another older dog in need to teach me a little more about life and love. I'll love that new dog a lot, but there will always be a very special place in my heart for Cowboy. |
| Thanks Phyllis, Earle Lenoir City, TN |
| contributed September 2010 |
| Crackers |
Crackers came to me in August ’06 as a foster. He was one of three doxies surrendered by a family that could no longer care for them. Crackers had just been cleared by the vet after a successful back surgery. He got very little interest on the DRNA website and I can only assume it was because he was a back dog. After 6 months in foster care, my husband and I decided that he was part of our family and could not imagine giving him up. We adopted him in December. We have fostered around 15 doxies and this was our first “foster failure”. Although, I will admit that there were many we thought about keeping. Crackers has the best disposition and laid back personality (well, for a doxie anyway).Now, I take him on many of my home visits and just about everyone that meets him wants to adopt him. Funny-huh? I’m thankful that he is now my baby and I feel sorry for all those people who passed up on a great dog just because he had back surgery. Their loss was my gain and as one of my fellow doxie friends put it,” I GOT THE BEST DEAL”. In the picture, Crackers and my other adopted mutt, Rita, share a hug.
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| contributed February 2007 |
| Cricket |
Hello DRNA!
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| XOXO Cricket |
| contributed September 2009 |
