| Jack |
 I'm Jack and I was adopted back in October 2005. My hobbies are barking, chasing squirrels, playing fetch with stuffed toys and I love to sleep but I'm always ready for a nice walk. Life couldn't be any better than at my new home. When I got there I had a crate that was way bigger than my old one, plenty of new toys, a nice little fenced in yard and some of the neighbors have dachshunds as well.
Although I used the crate a lot when I first got to my new home I pretty much have run of the house now when left alone. With the exception of occasionally digging through the dirty laundry, if left on the floor, or grabbing a dish towel once in a while, I pretty much leave everything alone. Although I did chew on one of my mom's flip flops . . . . and one or her high heels . . . . . and sometimes I like to get into the Kleenex box and pull out all the tissues. Whenever I hear by mom or dad come through the front door I just meet them at the back door so I can go outside to do my business. I have a bed downstairs and upstairs in my parents room, but normally in the middle of the night I sneak over to my mom's side of the bed and she lets me sleep up there with them. My dad doesn't realize it until he wakes up in the morning and I've got my nose nestled right up on him. My parents are the best and are real good about taking me on long walks or to the park to chase squirrels, bark at the ducks or dig for moles, although I haven't had any luck catching either. We also have a nice nature trail near home where  I can get let off my leash for a bit to run around and goof off. During these walks I often find fragrant patches of grass that I love to roll around in. My parents laugh at me like I'm crazy but they have no idea how much fun it is to roll in the grass.
I've been to my new vet a couple times and everyone there loves me. They know me by name and the second I walk through the door everyone is lining up to say hi or just pet me. One of the girls said I have personality. I don't know what it means, but she was smiling the whole time she said it so it must be a good thing. I still don't like to have my nails clipped though and I'm still having issues when it comes to larger dogs. Luckily my dad is real cool and he takes me to the dog park pretty often and walks me around with the larger dogs, but not without being on my leash. I'm starting to get used to them a little but I can still sense it when one may be up to no good so I have to let him know who's boss. 
I guess that's it. Everything is going great and I couldn't be happier than I am now at my new home. I hope all the other little dudes at the rescue are as lucky as I've been. I would also like to give a shout out to my foster home buddy Max. I hope you're doing well and big ups to the Leesburg, VA foster home who made my transition real smooth. |
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| contributed May 2006 |
| Jack C. |
 Hi, my name is Jack and I was adopted in Nov 2007. I live with my Mom in NJ, right on the river. When Mom picked me up I think we were both a little nervous. That first night I slipped my collar and scared my poor new Mommy almost to death. After the first few months my Mom and I got used to our new routine and we really began to get along. We go for walks and visit our neighbors and their dogs. I like all the doggies, but my special friend is Hershey. She lives next door and we give each other kisses all the time. She's real tall, but I know that she likes me. Mom and I watch TV together snuggled in the recliner or sometime I help my Mom cook and we hang out in the kitchen. We're always together and that's just how we like it!I have lots of new toys and collars and harnesses that my Mom bought me! She goes shopping and I get to look through all the bags with her - sometimes she buys me treats and toys. I like those bags. Well I gotta go now - I have some power napping to do, then Mom will be home from work, and we'll go hang outside and take a stroll or play with my doggie friends. |
| Hi Liz and Jerry! I'm having a good ol time! Love, Jack |
| submitted march 2009 |
| Jack (formerly Buddy) |
 For those of you who saw Buddy (now Jack) in February, with his list of precautions, I must say that he is doing just wonderful. Having him brings me so much joy and happiness! And this is what he wanted to tell you.
I'm sitting on the futon in my Momís office dictating what I want her to type. When I first came into rescue, I went by Buddy but Mom changed my name to Jack. She said I was getting a new start on life and a new name to go with it. I kind of like the name, makes me sound dapper, handsome, and exciting (all of which I am). After my foster Mom Eileen dropped me off, I just couldn't believe it. She told me about forever homes, but she took me to Baltimore on a Sunday gave me some kisses and pats and left. So here I was with this other lady that I didnít know and I was SO scared that I tried to hide at the very back of my crate. Thatís me in the photo, all you can see are my eyes! And let me tell you what the lady did - she came over there and sat by my crate and started talking to me! On and on she went for more than an hour. In that hour I learned about her family and guess what?? The whole family is CRAZY about doxies! There are two other doxies in the family Max and Mi Mi. She even called her Mom one night and had her talk to me over the phone! Everyone wanted to know all about me, where did I come from, what did I look like and they wanted pictures. I was really surprised that humans would want to know so much about me. You see the first part of my life wasn't so great. I came from a puppy mill in NC and the people were not so kind. Lucky for me this really nice lady adopted me from the shelter, but I really donít care for men. And donít you know she had a husband?!? After trying a lot she had to turn me over to DRNA. The first week or so was hard on both Mom and me. She tried really hard to make up to me, but my trust in the human race was low. I wouldn't eat if she stayed in the room, but she was really determined and started to hand feed me. I attempted to resist, but being a true doxie, my tummy took charge. Mom would sit beside me and pet my head or give me mini back rubs 'n boy did those feel good and before I knew it, I started to relax. I didn't know life could be so good! Mom kept saying things like: I love you, I'm so glad you're here and Jack's such a good boy; I'd never heard so many compliments before. 
And now after being together for six weeks I can truly say that I'm learning to trust. I still have my moments but by and by I am becoming more doxie like everyday. Mom just laughs when I go out and kick the grass now. I have the whole go out to potty get a treat thing mastered. I follow Mom to the kitchen (you never know she may drop me a treat!), I even wait for her at the top of the basement steps when she's doing laundry, I don't want her to get lost down there. My tail wags a lot and I really feel safe; so much so that I actually went to a male vet for a check-up last week (Mom is paranoid about my health, she watches me like a hawk). Every night when she turns the TV off, I know its time for bed and I must admit that I love sleeping in the big bed! Mom carries me up and brings me back down in the morning (and she thought she had me trained.) if this is a dogs life then I'll take it paws down!
Well I think I've said enough, but before I go I need to thank Eileen for fostering me and I want her to know that all is well and Iíve blossomed here. I also need to thank Ann and Susan who did the home study; I am the king of the house (even got a collar that says so)! |
| Best Wishes, Jack and Shannon |
| contributed April 2006 |
| Jake |
 Jake is doing great! He has gained back the majority of his weight and looks - strong and healthy again! He has a new nickname "Cowboy" (long story short, the dapple spots remind my wife of a cow and then she just started calling him Cowboy... and it is sorta kinda fitting, because he is like a "bull in a china shop" -- Go Jake Go! (Oh yeah, he is now an Ottawa Senators Fan... he didn't really care for the Blackhawks) ;-)
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| Joe and Lynn Bishop Ottawa, Ontario |
| Jasmine |
 Jasmine came to her new home on Halloween 2009. I brought her home from Fredericksburg to Baltimore and she slept on my lap for that whole long ride. She was very quiet that evening at the house; despite the constant ringing of the bell by the neighborhood children collecting candy.Jasmine was adopted when we decided that we wanted to get a companion for our other faithful doxie, Jake. Jasmine was a similar age to him and that was a big factor in her adoption. I loved the fact that her nose and eyes were the same gorgeous red color as her coat. What a beauty! We even have a good friend in Russia who was glad to write a glowing e-mail for us as part of the reference process. Together they make a nice longhaired pair: Jake is a black & tan and she is a pure red. The dogs had a few weeks while they were determining who would be the Alpha dog. Jake had the weight and size advantage; but Jasmine's determined attitude made her emerge as the boss of the house. She quickly fell into the comfortable routine of the house. The dogs now love to play together and spend all morning snoozing together in the same ray of sunlight that comes into the bedroom. Jasmine is the most particular dog that I have ever met when she is sleeping on a blanket. She will literally spend 5 minutes rearranging the messed-up blanket to get it absolutely "perfect" before she will lay down. At night they curl up together in the big bed with their daddies. Jasmine and Jake take 3 walks each day around the neighborhood and have become quite popular with the neighbors. She loves her rides in the car and will press her nose against the window and watch the world go by. Jasmine's profile said that she always wants to be in someone's lap and that is completely true. She just loves her daddies and is always ready to cuddle anywhere. I've learned to share the seat at the computer with her; and once she gets settled she is no trouble at all. During the winter she learned the wonderful benefits of sleeping in front of a roaring fireplace. The major snowstorms that hit Baltimore in February 2010 were daunting to her. She initially did not like the snow but once she saw her brother frolic in the snow then she had to participate as well. She received 3 different sweaters from people for Christmas and she wears them all quite well in the cool weather. Jazz, as she is affectionately known; is completely devoted to her owners. She always has to be in the same room as her people. If I am working at the computer and look over as she watches me from the floor her tail will begin to wag instantly. If I want to lay on my back on the floor to take a nap by the fire she will climb up on my chest and just sit there for an hour to watch over me and keep guard. She wags her tail with such ferocity that her entire little body will move to and fro. When she is really excited (just before taking a walk) her front paws will bounce slightly off the ground in some sort of doxie tap dance. In the morning she will start wagging her tail wildly as soon as eye contact is made while she is in bed. She does not like to give doggie kisses but she will walk across the covers to snuggle your face. How sweet! Her brother Jake has a variety of toys and loves to play with them all the time. Jasmine is baffled by this. She has never learned to play but is slowly learning while watching her brother. She does now have 1 tiny stuffed red toy that she will carry around the house occasionally; so it is a start! She would much rather have belly rubs instead of toys. Her favorite possession continues to be a small purple blanket that was sent home with her by her foster mom, Yolanda. She will sleep on top of this blanket for hours each day. Adopting Jasmine has really enriched our lives and also created happiness for our other dachshund. They have quickly become a bonded pair and hate to be apart from one another. Jake is happy to have a permanent friend around the house and we were fortunate that we were able to give a loving home to this tiny dog who is just overflowing with devotion, love and loyalty. Jasmine looks forward to Doxie Phest in October 2010 when she can meet all of her old friends from the foster home. |
| contributed April 2010 |
| J.D. |
 JD, a 7-8 year-old wire-haired dachshund mix, is our first rescue from DRNA. He joins Sadie Paige, our black & tan shorthair. What a terrible first half of 2004 this sweet little guy endured. JD's elderly owner passed away. JD was promptly taken to the Humane Society and developed kennel croop. We understand he went from the shelter to one rescue group, then to DRNA. JD's story spoke to us above all others. Because he wasn't the classic small, young purebreed doxy, I feared he would be overlooked. His sweet face and sad story touched my heart. I found myself looking at his posting on the web every day. JD came for a "visit" on Mother's Day 2004 and has been with us ever since. It is true what they say about rescue dogs -- they are very grateful for the love and attention. For every little thing I do for JD and Sadie, they repay me 10 fold with love, attention, devotion, and a good feeling about myself.
Although JD is our first rescue, he won't be the last. Rescue is the only way to go and I highly recommend it to everyone. DRNA gives an honest evaluation of each dog by experienced doxy owners -- something you won't get at the local pet store. On behalf of JD and Sadie, we wish you and your dachshund family a Happy 2005. |
| Janet P. |
| J.D. Sees Love |
 Hi, my name is JD. My life has been a doggy-tale. I lived with my original owners for 7 years when they decided to give me up. All I wanted was to love and be loved. But I was neglected. I have white spots in my eyes which prevent me from seeing clearly. The excuse to give me up was that they did not want me to have an accident on their new carpet. So that was the beginning of my new journey. I went to live with my foster mom Susan. She was a kind lady that had a lot of dogs that I could play with. I had only lived with her for 2 weeks when she got a phone call about me. We went for a long car ride, but I didn't mind, I got to nap- my favorite thing to do!!
That is when I met my new mommy. She took me to my new home where I got to meet my new sister, Jenni, she's also a doxie, and I met my new daddy, he gives the best belly rubs. I like to give my mommy kisses but she used to turn green when I did. She took me to the vet's and they cleaned my teeth, not only are they pearly white but I can smell things rather than my breath. Oh boy, I have so much fun finding new scents and mommy loves my kisses. She also took me to get my eyes checked and I didn't have cataracts like the original owners said, the vet said they gave me too many steroids and caused my eyes to be this way. Now I take my eye meds every morning and evening like a good little boy, and it's improving my sight. I have never pottied in my new home. I go to the door and scratch when I want to go out. Plus, I have this huge bed that I share with my family every night, and I get the best spot, the pillow. I'm also learning new things. I learned how to play with toys and what ice cream means, who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks? We go for walks and car rides all the time. We go to this place called Nannies and Papaws and they spoil us. They laugh when my mommy talks to me in baby talk and dresses me up, but I think I look pretty handsome if I do say so myself. I'm really happy now that I have this family that I love so much and they love me so much too! Mommy says I'm an angel from heaven. |
| contributed September 2004 |
| Jenna (formerly Rebekah) |
 We found Jenna (formerly Rebekah) through DRNA when she was just 3 weeks old. We had been planning to get a dog as soon as we had our own home, and having grown up with 4 dachshunds, there was no doubt we wanted it to be a dachshund. When I found the DRNA site, I started contacting foster parents near me about some of the dogs on the site, but because we have a small child we decided it would be best to get a puppy so they could grow up with each other and wouldn't have to adjust as much.
I was contacted by Dona, who had taken in a dachshund who had had a litter of 3-week old dachshund/beagle mix pups. I hadn't thought of a mix, but as soon as she sent me the pictures I fell in love with the adorable "runt" of the litter, who was named Rebekah. When she was 6 weeks old we traveled 2 hours south to go meet Dona and the pups. After that there was no question.. we all fell in love with her. When she was almost 10 weeks old she came to live with us and we named her Jenna. Dona was such a great foster mom and loved Jenna so much; it really touched us and meant a lot to us that she had had such a good home. Its wonderful to know that although she is a rescue, she never had to go through any horrible life experiences.. she was born at Dona's home and given so much love and attention and adored by her wonderful foster mom! But no matter what her circumstances were that led to her being a rescued dog, it meant a lot to us to open our home to a dog in need of one instead of shopping from a pet store. Jenna amazed us with how fast she adjusted, learning to walk on a leash, become house-trained (well mostly!) and by fitting in to our family so well. She goes everywhere with us, to the park, to family outings, she's even been to 2 dachshund races! Jenna is now 7 months old and 20 lbs (so much for being the runt)!! She and our 19 month old daughter Julianna (who is a year and a day older than Jenna!) have become best friends and partners in crime. They lay on the floor and give kisses, play tug-of-war, go for walks together, and even share Cheerios! lol She is beautiful and has the sweetest personality that wins people over as soon as they meet her. I couldn't be more thrilled with our DRNA experience and the addition of Jenna to our family. She is not a pet, she is like our second child and I can't imagine our family without her! |
| Thanks so much, The McLean Family Jami, Jon, Julianna, and Jenna |
| contributed September 2005 |
| Jewels |
 After seeing Jewels' picture on the DDS website I just knew I had to adopt her. I got in contact with Maria McCoy, who then put me in contact with Yolanda McIntyre, Jewels' foster mom (and what a fantastic foster mom!), as Jewels was a DRNA baby. After the application process, which seemed to take forever, Yolanda arranged for transportation through a friend, and Jewels arrived at our home in Las Vegas, Nevada at 8:15 p.m. on October 1, 2003, after traveling for hours all the way from Fredericksburg, Virginia. We already had two female dogs at home: a Poodle/Shitzu mix and a long haired, standard size Dachshund.
We knew Jewels had difficulty walking (she came with a cart) because of back surgery, and also problems with bladder/bowel control. What we were not prepared for was her spunkiness. After a few minutes having Jewels in his arms, my husband placed her on the ground, and she took off! If we had not been quick, sheíd have gone at least half a block with us on her tracks. An appointment had already been made with our holistic vet, and Jewels was on her way to acupuncture and chiropractic treatments the following week. She also takes daily supplements to increase the neurologic response on her back legs. Today Jewels walks basically 95% of the time. She obviously knows when to scoot to make my husband feel sorry for her and give her a treat, but even the holistic vet is impressed with the increase in her muscle mass and strength on her back legs. She is the apple of my husband's eyes, and follows him everywhere he goes. I cannot imagine why anybody would abandon this little baby, who brings so much joy to our lives. It is their loss, our gain. By the way, her cart was donated to DDS to help other dachsies in need -obviously Jewels does not need it! |
| Vicki Ferraro |
| contributed January 2005 |
| Jimmy Don |
 We had so much enjoyed and appreciated our experience with Kadie, so we decided to check on adopting a brother for her. Upon visiting the DRNA website, we noticed that it was Senior and Special Needs Month 2005. Our teenage sons began searching for daddy's little red boy. They found one and actually emailed the foster mom. When she emailed back, I realized he was in Pennsylvania! (We are in NC) So I apologized for the oversight. She again replied that she and her husband were coming to NC the next week! They actually were vacationing about 40 minutes SOUTH of our home! She offered to allow us to "doggy-sit" him for a few days to see how it would work. We agreed and decided to keep "Punkie". (*Our boys were discussing adopting Punkie with their dad one night. He said, "I don't think so guys -I don't really want to adopt a sick dog and get attached only for him to die real soon." The boys replied, "But, Daddy - if we adopt him, then we can be sure that however long he has left to live, will be the happiest time of his whole life!" WOW! Punkie was only 7 years old, but had two stage 4-5 heart murmurs and a thyroid tumor! You could NOT look at him and tell he was sick at all!
He had more energy than Kadie, who at the time was barely four years old! It took a few weeks before Kadie actually LIKED him, probably because he LOVED to LOVE and be loved, just like her! She had to learn to share some of the attention! We re-named ěPunkieî after my cousin who originally referred us to DRNA and Dona, who was his foster mom in PA. His new name was Jimmy Don. We were told that he may not live long at all, maybe 2 or 3 months; he lived 9 months! He spent his last summer romping and playing on the beautiful sands of Holden Beach, had turkey breast with his new family for Thanksgiving, woke up early to open presents on his last Christmas morning, and celebrated with doggie Oreos at his 8th birthday party! It was March of 2006 when we lost him, but even then it was special. He had a bad week and I was up all night with him on Friday. I had dozed off over about 6am. Our middle son came in and said, "Mama, Jimmy woke me up and He's not doing good." I told him I knew and that he and I had been up all night and that I really had to get a little rest before the vet opened. He said, "Iíll keep him for a bit; you rest." He came back within a very short time and said, "Mama, I can't do this." I told him to lay him on the bed with us. Just a bit of time passed, and our oldest son came in and said almost the exact same thing. Jimmy had jumped up on our youngest son's bed, but he had spent the night away, so he woke our oldest son up! He also tried to sit with him for me to rest, quickly bringing him back to me. About 7:15 am, when Kadie woke up to go out to potty, I ask Jimmy if he wanted to go. I carried him to the backyard and watched as he and Kadie said their good-byes. It was very clear they were communicating. She tried to run and play, but soon walked back to him and escorted him around the yard. I carried him in and put him in the bed, right behind daddy's knees where he liked to sleep. And right there he went to sleep, very peacefully. Jimmy was funny - and loving - and oh so cute! Jimmy blessed us! It is an experience that our family will forever remember, and hold dear to our hearts! During our loss, DRNA was so kind and supportive! Thank you for all that you have done and are doing! May you all be blessed! |
| The Powell Family |
| contributed March 2007 |
| Joey - Now Griffin |
 Almost two years ago I lost my beloved dachshund, Hogan, after 13 wonderful years together. I was devastated and my heart felt broken for a long time, but I knew eventually I would get another dachshund. Little did I know how special he would be!
I recently moved (back) to Chicago and once I got settled in, I started thinking about getting another dog. I had only gotten dogs from breeders in the past but really felt like I wanted to go to a shelter or the Humane Society for my next pet. However, I was torn because I knew I wanted a dachshund (what else is there?) and assumed there was a slim chance there would be an abandoned dachshund at a shelter. By chance, I learned about Dachshund Rescue and contacted them regarding an adoption. Lucky for me, the foster mom found the perfect little dog for me about 3 weeks after we first made contact! Joey has been renamed Griffin and is SUCH a good boy. I can hardly remember what it was like before he was here; it's like he's always been with me! He is a real "snuggler" and likes to bury himself in his blankets, or just hide his head underneath my sweatshirt when he is lying beside me. He is very protective of me (barks at the neighbors, then wags his tail at them) and we love spending time together. Sometimes he goes to work with me and he just snoozes under my desk all day, or we go on long walks and he gets lots of attention in his fancy harness that his foster mom made for him. I have been trying to spoil him to help him forget the difficult part of his life, so all my friends say he is so lucky. I know that I am the lucky one every single night when he crawls up on my lap to watch TV or when his sweet face peeks out from under his blankets in the morning! I feel so blessed that DRNA brought Griffin into my life! |
| contributed April 2005 |
| Jonas |
 We had such a great experience with DRNA adopting our Jenna in April 2005, that when we decided we were ready for another addition to our family in the spring of 2006, we came back to DRNA to find them. It didn't take long, only a few days to find "Bronson" and after a few emails with his fosterdad Ed, we knew he was a great match for us and for our other DRNA rescue baby Jenna. We renamed him Jonas to fit in with our family of J's.. and we think it suits him well. :) They are both dachshund/beagle mixes, about the same size, both very active and mischievous, both still puppies at heart... Jenna will be 1 and 1/2 in August, and Jonas just turned 2 at the end of July. Ed, and our former fostermom Dona from whom we got our Jenna, helped us to get him quickly and fairly easily even though he started out several hours away. Its amazing to us how dedicated the fosters are and we are so thankful that people are willing to foster these dogs and help them find the perfect forever home.. of course we're especially thankful to Dona and Ed for caring for our babies and helping them find their way home to us.
After a short period of adjustment, I'm happy to report that Jonas is doing wonderfully, and he and Jenna are best buddies who play all day long and sleep snuggled together at night. Jonas has learned a lot since being here, both from us, and from Jenna who decided to mother him even though she is about 6 months younger. We are still working on training with him and helping him to learn commands and rules, but he is just a joy... a very sweet boy who never stops wagging his tail and is always ready for fun and excitement! He bonded quickly with our 2 year old daughter and even though he's not a very "licky" dog with anyone else, he always cuddles up to her and gives her kisses all over. He was the perfect fit for us, I can't imagine anyone giving him up because he's just such a good boy. :) Jenna is also doing wonderfully.. she has gone from a sweet 9 week old pup when we adopted her, to a crazily energetic girl in her first year, and is now a loving lap dog who enjoys snuggling and being affectionate as much as she enjoys family outings, racing, and trips to the park. I can't put into words what an amazing dog she is.. I grew up with dachshunds and always adored them, but I have never met another as sweet and loving as Jenna. She is a joy to everyone she meets, always friendly, eager to show affection, and very well behaved. She is incredibly bonded to my husband and I, as well as our daughter... and now Jonas too! She loves everyone she meets, especially kids and we've gotten the nicest compliments on her everywhere we take her and what a sweet girl she is. She's outgoing, beautiful and unbelievably smart. She even won our local dachshund race this summer!! She is just the all-around perfect family dog, truly like our baby. We feel so lucky to have her, and now to have Jonas as well. :) Both Jenna and Jonas have been such special additions to our family, and we thank DRNA and the wonderful foster parents for helping us to find them and bring them into our family. Its impossible to imagine life without them... they have given us so much happiness and joy already, and we have many years to look forward to with them both. We feel complete now with the 2 of them, but if we are ever looking to add to our family again, we will come to DRNA without hesitation. Thank you so much, |
| The McLean Family Jami, Jon, Julianna, Jenna, and Jonas |
| contributed August 2006 |
| Jordan |
When Jordan came to live with us a little over a year ago, he was a nervous little man, scared of everyone, and so skinny his vertebrae jutted out like shark teeth. Right after eating, he curled up on my husband's chest, and that's where he spent his first night with us. Since then he's filled out nicely - now he's a healthy ten pounds! He has a lot more confidence now, too. He prances around the house with his tail up happily and chases after his two doxie sisters, and while he's still cautious about meeting new people, they don't frighten him nearly as much as they used to. Jordan has fit so nicely into our household, and every day we have with him, we're grateful we had the chance for him to come live with us. He's such a special little man. Thanks, DRNA, for helping Jordan join our family! |
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| contributed September 2008 |
| Jules |
 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!! and it has been an happy new year for me since I came to the state of Retirement! Really I'm now a Hoosier, my occupation is officially listed as "retired". My name was revised to Jules since the Pickett family already had a Julie. My mom says I am another one of her precious "jewels" (diamonds, emeralds, pearls)
At my forever home with my mom & dad (Sheryle & Ron) I have a sister, Bear (chow/bassett mix, very camera shy)who was also rescued 8 yrs ago. When I got here on Nov 15, I was very scared and spent a lot of time in my little house in the front room (that's what Dad calls my crate). But soon I was running to the front door to greet mom, made friends with Bear and learned that Dad will share food. Due to my prior experiences with men, it is taking me longer to warm up to him. My daily schedule is eat, potty, play, and sleep.....repeat as necessary. Also when my mom is done with her evening chores, I snuggle up with her on our loveseat and help her read! I get lots of XOXOXOXOs. I have not only claimed the loveseat (Bear has the couch with Ron)but also the furry brown throw. Santa was soooooooo good to me. I got a new pink polka dot collar (finally after 35 yrs my mom gets to buy for a girl), a red & blue sweater, a bed just my size, and a life size squirrel toy (I found the squeaker in his tail). (see attached picture) My grandma, Marita got me & Bear monogrammed kerchiefs for Christmas, mine is purple paisley with gold stitching. So much love!!!! My brother, Michael has a pug, Dudley (also rescued). I'm not sure I like Dudley, he is so hyper! But he was only here for Christmas Eve! I am so thankful for DRNA and the wonderful people who rescued me and for foster mom Lois who showered me with love until my forever home was found. I guess that's it. Everything is going great and I couldn't be happier than I am now at my new home. I hope all the other little dudes at the rescue are as lucky as I've been. I would also like to give a shout out to my foster home buddy Max. I hope you're doing well and big ups to the Leesburg, VA foster home who made my transition real smooth. |
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| contributed December 2008 |
