Dachshund Rescue of Houston
Awesome Adoptions 2005
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 2005: 91
Brad is one of the most personble dachshunds you will ever meet. He was hit by a car the day before he arrived in our rescue program, but we operated on his leg and he is doing great now!!! Brad needs to meet you in person to show off his beautiful brindle coat and awesome personality. He is an awesome dachshund.
We only had our Samantha girl for three years, but in that time she took over our home and hearts. We were concerned about bringing her into our little family as we had our strong-willed eight-year old doxie, Simon, who was used to making all of the decisions and being the center of attention. However, Samantha changed that … it took about a week for Samantha to convince Simon that she was the new “head of household” and from then on they were best friends and always together sharing the beds they had in every room of the house, not to mention ours at night. She was such a wonderful, bitchy little girl who would steal your heart and demand that you do what she wanted when she wanted. She was the only dachshund I’ve ever known that didn’t bark … EXCEPT … if we let her out and didn’t let her right back in, we would hear one very loud bark!!! She was found on the streets and I think she had had enough of being on the outside.
Samantha had heart worms before we got her as well as a tumor removed and continued to have many medical problems after we got her … she had a tough life medically and we feel blessed that she was part of our lives and we were able to make her short life as joyful as it was.
Ducky came to live with us after we had lost one of our girl Dachshunds. Ginger went down and couldn't walk at 5 years but she lived to be 12 and was very happy and so were we. Ducky came to us as a timid soul. His foster Mom said he had been picked up by the pound after living on the street and was rescued by DROH. He was shy and wouldn't even make eye contact with us but he was a typical doxie and a very good eater! He and our surviving girl, Jelly (sister to Ginger), got along okay but weren't the best of friends. Jelly lived two more years and we lost her. Ducky warmed up to us and settled in and turned into a loving and affectionate boy. A happy, jumping, possum (lives under out deck) hating hound. We adopted Daffy from DROH in October, 2007 after losing Jelly and she and Duck are fast friends...best friends. Ducky had chronic back issues that flared up and, eventually, couldn't be treated with medication. We had his back surgery this spring and now he is up and around....a walking happy dog. We still have to restrict his activity, no long walks, no jumping off the couch, but he is content and pain free. We love our boy and are so grateful he is in our lives and so grateful to the wonderful volunteers at DROH for all they do.
My sister, Daffy (Fiona), has an Adoption Page too!
We miss Tori terribly. She was a most precious girl, a little lady in every way. She never complained and was the only dachshund I know who sat so patiently while I trimmed her nails and brushed her teeth. She developed colitis in December so her already restricted diet became even more so. In the last 4 months it was discovered that she had an enlarged heart and pulmonary hypertension. She was being treated and was taking 10 different medications. She was always compliant, (it helped that the pills were disguised in peanut butter). Through it all, Tori was a loyal companion, always by our side and always happiest to see our 4 1/2 year old grandson. Tori passed on July 30, 2011
Anyone who knew Moxie knew her spunky personality, energy, and quest to lick the end of the nose of every human on earth. Moxie was an accurate name. All that personality and energy couldn't save her from failing kidneys that ended up making her life so miserable I had to put her to sleep. The entire vet clinic staff was crying and said they hadn't had a dog's passing hit them so hard in many years. That was the hardest thing I can remember having to do. I shall miss her terribly while being grateful for the short time we had together.