Dachshund Rescue of Houston
Awesome Adoptions 2004
I knew them in a heartbeat, I could tell they felt it too.
They said, "We have been waiting for a special dog like you."
Now every night I say a prayer to all the gods that be.
"Thank you for the life I live and all you've given me.
But most of all protect the dogs in the pound and on the street.
And send a rescue person to lift them off their feet." - Arlene Pace
Send your adoption story and photos to firstname.lastname@example.org
Number of Adoptions in 2004: 18
From Kevin, Reagan's adopter (12/2/10): "Dew Little" (Reagan) passed away yesterday morning of congestive heart failure. He started panting heavy about 3am and died about 30 minutes later in my arms. He was diagnosed with a heart mummer class 2 in 2008. He went every year for check ups and they even did elderly blood work in July. They also did an ultrasound and all signs were he was healthy. This was probably the hardest thing I have had to go through but I must tell you I am so glad I was there and know he died as peacefully as possible. He was wagging his little tail up until last few minutes. It would have been 7 years this Christmas you brought him to me for our trial visit. We had a great time together and he was truly loved. He never forgot and was the best little friend! I remember when you came to visit about 6 months after he was with me and he remembered you and did his little wine... a noise he made when he was really happy! Anyway, just wanted to let you know. Thanks for hooking me up with him. He was very very special!
Our old boy, Max, went to the Rainbow Bridge on July 10th. He did just fine on the drive to California in early June but then when he would occasionally throw up I took him to the vet and he was diagnosed with kidney disease. He was hospitalized for a few days, but since he had a heart murmur the treatment could not be very aggressive or he could also develop congestive heart failure. He did get to come home but on July 10th he was very lethargic and refused all of his favorite foods and so we followed the vetís advise and said good bye. I'm heartbroken because he was our first foster and my a big mommaís boy, followed me everywhere! We were told he was already 7 when I started fostering and adopted him in Dec 2004, so he was over 17. It all happened so fast, even a couple of days before he was hospitalized he was barking for his food. Max took a piece of my heart with him.
Koda passed away recently from spine related problems. He had lived a long happy life, ruling the roost at our house. We miss him.
Our beloved wirehaired dachshund Millie went peacefully to the Rainbow Bridge on Thursday, July 19, 2012.
Millie was my first pet. I adopted her from DRoH in July 2004 when she was 8 years old (or possibly older as she chose never reveal her true age). I can't tell you how much joy, laughter and happiness she brought into our home every single day, and how much we, her forever mommy and daddy, love and miss her.
Millie was a true doxie to the end -- sweet, determined, stubborn, fiercely loyal, affectionate, funny, smart and absolutely untrainable. We are so glad she found us and that we had the privilege of spending her senior years with her. Thank you, DRoH, for rescuing this incredibly special girl and bringing her into our lives and hearts.
Vienna was our resident couch potato, and she loved being tucked in. She'd hop up on her sleeping pillow and wait for you to cover her with her blanket and tuck it in around her. She also loved to sun bathe. We know she's enjoying plenty of blankets and sunshine on the other side of the bridge. We love you and miss you, Vienna.