Blossom

Hercules

Hercules wasn't a dachshund but he was the guardian of the dachshunds. When we brought Joey, our first foster dachshund, home he was in horrible shape and he found great comfort in being by Hercules' side. When Hercules died suddenly we knew we had to do something in his honor, that's how DDR came about . We loved our lab and our dachshunds and Hercules shared his bed, his bowl, his home with any dachshund that came through our door. Our big red dog now wanders the 100 acre woods across the Rainbow Bridge. I know he waits there for us so we can garden, chase rabbits and play as we used to. He'll someday be the keeper of the dachshunds again.I miss my big red dog!

Joey
Joey was our very first foster for the Humane Society, before DDR ever was a thought. Joey was so afraid of people, when you approached him he was splay out on all four legs as close to the ground as he could for fear you would hurt him. It took a very long time, lots of love and another outgoing dachshund named Phoebe and a great lab named Hercules to help Joey learn to trust and then love us. Joey taught us the true meaning of unconditional love. Rest in peace my little friend, chase the rabbits with Hercules, keep Grandpa Dick company while you wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge.

Blossom
have lost my sweet baby girl, Blossom. (Formerly Patsy) When I got her over 6 years ago, she hid in the corner for months. With time, love and patience she blossomed into the best dog ever for me. We had such a bond! I was her human and she was my baby girl. In February she started having breathing problems. Long story short, the doctors couldn't figure out what was causing it. It turned out to be that she was allergic to my new leather couch. I got rid of the couch and she improved. Then she got sick again. This time it was a bowel obstruction. She had surgery on Labor Day and passed away on Saturday September 6th. My heart is broken and physically hurts. It was not on my radar that she might not make it. Love your doxies well...you just don't know how long you will have them. Thank you DDR for bringing her into my life! It just wasn't long enough.

Reggie
Reggie, you came to me about 4 years ago. I was very hesitant due years to your age, about 11, as I had just lost Angel, my precious pup. And I did not want to go through that again. But I couldn't help adoring short chubby Reggie with his big brown eyes. So, I adopted you. We became very close, going for walks every day, visiting a dog park and you're favorite going to the Falls. How did I know how much I would love you. I still want to hold you in my arms. When I thought of the abuse and neglect you went thru for the first 11 yrs. of your life it tore at my heart how you had suffered. He was shy at first, afraid that I would hurt him too. When he knew I wouldn't hurt him we became instant cuddle buddies. When I saw for myself. how afraid you were of violence I knew how badly you had been mistreated. As you sat by me on the floor while I was putting the plastic face back on a large clock, I had to hit the plastic face with the side of my hand to fit it on the clock. And then I noticed all of a sudden you were gone. And then I realized how I had scared you. When I went to look for you, I noticed your tail under my bed. I got down on my knees to talk to you and you turned your head and would not look at me. I patted his foot and up under his body. Then I reached for his front paw but he pulled that under him too. My heart broke for you. One memory I will cherish forever is when you slept right next to me a couple of nights before you passed. You had always slept at my feet. But that night, you moved right up next to me, and I put my arm around you, and you snuggled even closer. Did you know Reggie? Did you know you were soon to pass? Reggie you'll be with me forever in my heart. XOXO Mom