How many DLC puppers are rescues?

[catstamm]

How many of you have rescued your pupper(s)? Do you know thier story? What have you learned from the experience? Would you do it again?

The only dogs I have ever had were dachshunds....I grew up with 3.

As an adult we got Hans ....I sorta rescued him....he was given to me by breeders who didn't want him....not sure why....I have been a single mom since my kids were 1 and 5 years old, we had some really tough times and no child support....Hans got sick and I didn't know how I would help him. I called and wrote anyone who might be able to help me ...2 women who did rescue helped me to help Hans.....that was the beginning of rescue for me ...I had never met 2 more compassionate women who loved my Hans like he was their own dog.
Jen Jen was found as a stray and weighed 23lbs...she could barely walk. She went from the shelter to a rescue where she went through 2 homes and was returned (Why?) One day I was volunteering at rescue and Hans fell in love w/ Jen...actually it was lust....she had never been spayed...not sure how anyone missed that :shocked: Hans showed Jen the ropes and rules of the house and she took over where Hans left off like she'd been with me her whole life. Oh by the way she's 16.8 now and could stand to loose another lb and a half...
Carlee was dropped off one nite at a rescue with another Doxie and a phone message saying they were rescued from a puppy mill...no records, nothing... hummmm Carlee was never socialized since she was used as a breeding bitch and is a very frightened insecure girl....we are working on that and she is slowly coming along.....it's so cute how she looks to the other dogs for her cue, she is very dependant on them....
Cami....precious Cami was from a local breeder who wasn't experienced or sure what to do with Cami ....they gave her to rescue ...thank god, there other option was Euthanasia.
What I have learned is ....
1. Most problems dogs have are a reflection of the people in thier lives (there are always acceptions of course)
2. Everyone (and Pupper) deserves a second chance.... especially the dogs they didn't do anything to deserve there unfortunate circumstances in the first place!
3. There is nothing more rewarding and fulfilling than helping a dog to reach its full potential and blossom, wheather from a health or behavioral condition (short of your kids graduating from college LOL)
Would I do it agAIN? .....NO ONE COULD BUY MY RESCUE BABIES BACK FOR A MILLION BUCKS!!!! :hearts: :hearts:

[Jill]

Our Reese is a rescue. I would rescue again in a heartbeat!

[K2]

Pippit is a rescue. His owner was an eldery lady who had a stroke and had a home health aide come to help her out. This person(who I assume was a male) was mean to Pippit. Neighbors finally complained because they could hear Pippit crying. Pippit's vet took him for a while and then he made his way to his foster mom and then to me. So, he has lots of fear issues and trust issues. Honestly, it has been a lot of work and still is. He has lots of issues and it's great when I'm around people who are willing to work with him. Once he realizes that you can be trust, he is very sweet. I would rescue him all over again. He has made such a difference in my life!

[Chris]

Ollie is a rescue.

Dumped off on the counter of the clinic that is associated with rescue because he wiggled, kissed, and ran around too much (typical 6 month old pup behavior). The rescue wasn't bursting with room, but couldn't let her take him to AC.

He really doesn't have any "issues" other than he is 80% housebroken (still poops in the house) but he could have had whether a rescue or not.

And I feel the same, if someone offered me 40 million dollars, I would not give up my Ollie.

I have learned about the true plight of companion animals in this area. There are bad people everywhere obviously, but the average condition and treatment of people that supposedly love their dogs is so much different than where I lived before. There, you could see dogs walking in the park, etc, and here, you see them inside a "built into the truck" rusty cage with no covering from rain or wind while their owners are in a restaurant. I am not saying this is everyone, but just going place to place during the day, it is obvious and they need our help.

I have also learned that someone has to be the one to "not be so nice" and tell people they randomly meet about spaying/neutering etc, because you can't wait for someone else to do it. And you have to be the one to help an animal if you see it in trouble, because there is no one else who will come for it, whether it will be a dog or wildlife. If your heart is open to caring about the animals, you have to open your home too to make them safe until you figure things out because there is no "person who does that" for you to call

[lotsadox]

Four of the six that I currently have were rescues. Bogart came from a breeder (the only dog I've ever owned from a breeder) and Amanda was my mother's dog that I took when she had to go into assisted living. All the others are rescues. ITA with what you have learned, especially the last one. Working with rescue dogs is definitely the most rewarding thing that I have ever done. :banana:

[JanUet]

My Sophie is a Rescue :hearts: We snatched her from AgileOllie (Tonya)

Her issue is:
If you try to pat her, she will snap, yelp and bark at you. She does not bite! Just the snap, yelp & bark. We think it's a defensive thing for her.
I warn people that she gets a bit moody.

It's kind of sad and funny at the same time....The kids in the community know Casey and Sophie as Miss Naughty and Mr. Nice.

The only person she does't snap at.......Is ME!

[Jen]

Tasha is a rescue--from Collie rescue, the rescuer's friend's son had to give her up. She has major issues. We were told her training was "too strict". Yes, she'd been hit on the butt, we can tell. She also was not socialized, and shows all of the classic signs of having been taken from her mother too young. Tasha wants nothing to do with other dogs, and is exceedingly shy (sometimes snapping or nipping) with human strangers...and is a submissive pee-er. Tons of fear issues, but we've been working on them for almost two years now. Just this am she nipped a woman who came up and petted her too fast. I need to be more assertive and make sure people do under the chin first...this woman had tons of energy, did let Tasha sniff, but then went in FAST for a head pet.

Anyways, yes, she's a rescue, she's been and will be a lot of work (though we're 100% on potty training due to that "strict" training) but we love her dearly, no regrets!!!! All of our future dogs will be rescues too, I'm sure!

[AnnMarieK]

Two of mine are rescues...Lulu was used for breeding...she was kept in a pen with 2 other females somewhere in Texas. She had no socialization at all. She was surrendered to rescue at age 5 after she had to have a c section. She is a beautiful long haired mini piebald, but she has lots of issues...... When I first adopted her she was so scared of everything...I held and petted her for three straight days..loving on her and hand feeding her trying to let her know no one would hurt her again. She would go into my bedroom and hide between my bed and the wall furthest away from the door. I put a big comfy dog cushion with a comforter on it in her "hiding space" and that became her safe place. For months she hid there if anyone other than me was in my house. I started taking her for walks around my neighborhood and that helped her confidence tremendously. We had to evacuate for Katrina and surprisingly I think that helped her too. She was forced to be around many people at once....we stayed at my son's home for 2 weeks..there were 5 strange people and many strange visitors and she came around and handled it like a champ. Since we have come back home she rarely hides when someone visits and if she know them..such as my daughter she will ask to be petted. Lulu is a very sweet and gentle soul who should have always been someone's treasured family member...she still has issues such as a horrible fear of bad weather...I can only image that living outdoors she must have endured some violent storms that have left their mark on her. We're working on this...tranquilers during storms and conditioning her to ignore them....a work in progress. Lulu introduced me to Rescue. Yogi was my first foster. He's an older guy who wasn't well care for. He was left to run the streets, unaltered and the lady who brought him to the shelter said he was a bad dog. He wouldn't stay home, she whipped him with a flyswatter and was becoming afraid of him...he was growling at her when she whipped him....imagine that !!! The shelter lady contacted me...she said she thought he was a sweet dog, but because of his age and condition...he had a wobbly back end and he was sooo skinny, poor coat, no hair on his ears...she doubted he would be adopted. I took him to foster, to get him in shape and adopt him out. He was a quiet dog with very little personality...a perfect first foster..not the kind of dog I was going to fall in love with..:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: I had him vetted and altered,the vet said his wobble was from an old injury, he was probably kicked. I fed him good food and gave him lots of affection. I posted him on the rescue web site and waited......and waited....and waited. No one wanted Yogi. Well over time he blossomed....his funny clown like personality emerged, he would just make me laugh with his clumsy antics. He put on weight and his coat filled in and started to shine and he loved me !!!! He was such a wonderful dog....then I got an e-mail from a very nice lady in Florida...she said Yogi looked like just the dog for her. She wanted to adopt him and even had a way worked out to pick him up. :shocked: :shocked: :shocked: By this time I had had him for months...without meaning to I had fallen in love with him There was no way he was leaving so I adopted him too. My other three girls I got before I knew about rescue and they came to me as puppies. When I have more room I will diffenently rescue again. !!!!!

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Lulu and part of Shelby's face....
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Yogi

[AnnMarieK]

I really enjoyed reading these post...wouldn't a gotcha story heading be great ??????

[areese]

Owen is a rescue. He was in the county shelter (scary thought!!) because his elderly owner couldn't care for him anymore. That's all I was told. He didn't get adopted cuz he barked and growled at people. Luckily, two woman at the shelter loved him and let him out of the cage and he was fine then. At least he didn't get euthanized for a bad temperment. They called a rescue woman to come get him but she was full up, after a few weeks he was still there which is unbelievable dontcha think???? Since Owen is fairly ADORABLE???? ANYWAY...he got picked up by the rescue finally, put on Petfinder where I got him within a week. She even brought him out to meet Laika. Owen really has no issues. He was pretty fearful when we got him but it's not his temperment, he just had few experiences and was a little traumatized by the shelter I think. He's good good good. Pretty much perfect. Not to mention handsome...

[areese]

[QUOTE=AnnMarieK]. No one wanted Yogi. Well over time he blossomed....his funny clown like personality emerged, he would just make me laugh with his clumsy antics. He put on weight and his coat filled in and started to shine and he loved me !!!! He was such a wonderful dog....then I got an e-mail from a very nice lady in Florida...she said Yogi looked like just the dog for her. She wanted to adopt him and even had a way worked out to pick him up. :shocked: :shocked: :shocked: By this time I had had him for months...without meaning to I had fallen in love with him There was no way he was leaving so I adopted him too. My other three girls I got before I knew about rescue and they came to me as puppies. When I have more room I will diffenently rescue again. !!!!!

Just wanted to say that Yogi has the CUTEST face!!!!! YOu can tell he likes making people laugh, I think.

[laura]

Herman and Harold are both rescues. TIny was too. ( she passed a few years ago)

I would not do it any other way now!

[catstamm]

Cmon Laura your a writer and all we get is a on liner???? :sosad: Ann-Marie....Ilove your story :hearts: :hearts:

[laura]

:laughing: The whole story is in the book! I don't want to write the whole thing all over again. (lazy fingers)

[LUVMYGUNNER]

I adopted Petunia from Beckie-Romandachs Mini Doxies. She was not one of Beckies pups but Beckie found Petunia's mom walking the country side, heavily pregnant ready to give birth. She picked her up and she gave birth to 4 pups, one died and one had to be euthenized they were born with double cleft pallets. Beckie thinks the mom was a little puppy miller. Petunia then Marbles and her brother (the only healthy ones out of the litter) were up for adoption on her webside. If she wouldn't have been adopted she was going to go to DRNA, her brother did. I fell in love with her on the webside and asked if I could have her, I never asked any questions like does she have any health issues, is she blind, deaf etc. She said yes you can have her--I gave her references and my vets number. She came to Az in the middle of February 2005. Beckie was nice enough to fly down with her. Our house has never been the same.:hearts:
Beckie was very honest with me and said she knew no background on Petunia and thinks the mom escaped from a puppy mill she had no collar or anything. I told her I didn't care I just wanted her--no questions asked. She had a little issue about liking my carpet but that was resolved within 2 weeks. She is a sweetie now.

[Chris]

Oh my goodness, I can just picture the little pregnant mommy dog walking along the road..how sad! But how wonderful of Beckie to take her in and let Petunia adopt you. :)

[Yolanda]

All six of my furcrew are rescues. I hve been proudly owned by doxies for close to 25 years. My first two Tina and Schatzie came for a local breeder. Both passed away from old age.

GOOSEMan is my first rescue and the reason I do what I do. My tough 6 pound guy spent the first 10 years in a wire cage with a number and no name. He was in horriable shape when DRNA got him. He eventually lost all of his teeth and his entire botton jaw do to abuse and decay. I wanted to adopt a dog named Ranger from DRNA and by the time application was completed he had a home. One of the members called and asked if I would be interested in GOOSE. It was love at first sight. It was July 4th 2000. I joined DRNA in Oct 2000 and never looked back.

Sassy is my first cart child and second rescue. Someone posted on all of the various web site about a down dog in PA needing help. I offered to take her sight unseen. Sassy spent three motns in an infants bassinett while her spine died. She is totally paralized from the waist down. She is my spoiled therapy dog.

Trey is my three legged terror. She came to me as part of the doggy witness protection program after being injured and losing a back leg. Her local Shelter did not want her returned to her prior home to be tied up in the yard again or allowed to run free.

Elsa is my grand lady she was found wandering a dump in VA looking for food and eventually ended up in a shelter.

Phoenix is my second wobbly dog. He was found down in the back with sores on his legs from draggin in the back yard of a NC rescuer. " ... he was a stray ..." He was going to another rescue in PA and I was overnighting the transport but wanted to take him to the vets for some meds. My vet told me he had deep pain and we got him to the surgeon and he had surgery. Phoenix walked out of the hospital 4 days later. By the time his rehab was done I was in love with my little gentleman.

Wetley or Bratty pants as I call him also came from Becki Decker and RomanDachs. So tecfnically he is not a rescue but I meet Becki though rescue. The first ime I saw him when he was three weeks old and fell in love. The stinker was supposed to be a wire but not so. He has smaller eyes than normal and is totally rotten.

Duckie will hopefully become a member of my extended family soon. He also came in to DRNA as a down dog and still cannot walk but he is full of love and spirit.

[Otto'sMom]

I don't think Otto and Buddy count as rescues, they came from co-workers who were moving across the country and didn't want to take them with, although I can't fault Otto's former owner for that- she'd just been abandoned by her husband with a newborn baby and was moving back to Louisana. Buddy's former owner was moving to California with a dalmatian and said "Buddy licks the baby too much" :rolleyes:

Dolly came from DRNA. She'd had puppies at the Pennsylvania Humane Society and no one wanted her, so Ed Gurka rescued her and posted her photo on DRNA's website. I saw her and fell in :hearts: LOVE bigtime. She had Lyme disease but recovered nicely. Her only "issues" are she will flip out big time if wakened by another dog, and I think that's from being stalked by a dog at Ed's house. That dog attacked Dolly and she chomped him good (he eventually died from the abscessed wounds). She also screams in happiness, but I don't really call that an "issue"

Grrrt was rescued from the pound and certain death. They mislabled her as 3 years old-she was actually 10+ at best guess.
I was the first to sign up for her and the first vets (who were probably used to people treating pound dogs as disposable) recommended that I put her to sleep. She has a rare blood disorder where she was producing too many red blood cells, and had a bladder infection and kennel cough. 2 vets later, and almost 4 years later, she's on medication for the blood disorder and still as fiesty as ever. She doesn't care to run around alot, but gets going every now and then. She'll snap at you if you mess with her under the covers, and she barks at EVERYTHING that moves.

Austin was my last rescue. He looked perfectly normal when I got him, his problem was that he was just nippy. He was a stray and not neutered. I was going to find him a good home, but the week before he was supposed to be fixed, he got his head chomped by a lab and damaged his eye. He's been such a sweetie monkey, I couldn't give him up even though he's terrible with cats, and his gotcha day is coming up in June or July, I'll have to check:duh:

[catstamm]

Otto's Mom....sorry don't know your name.....great story and I say they all count as rescues and you are an incredible rescue :angel7: to these puppers....thank you for all the love you have for the ones others turn their backs on :appl: :hearts:

[catstamm]

All six of my furcrew are rescues. I hve been proudly owned by doxies for close to 25 years. My first two Tina and Schatzie came for a local breeder. Both passed away from old age.

GOOSEMan is my first rescue and the reason I do what I do. My tough 6 pound guy spent the first 10 years in a wire cage with a number and no name. He was in horriable shape when DRNA got him. He eventually lost all of his teeth and his entire botton jaw do to abuse and decay. I wanted to adopt a dog named Ranger from DRNA and by the time application was completed he had a home. One of the members called and asked if I would be interested in GOOSE. It was love at first sight. It was July 4th 2000. I joined DRNA in Oct 2000 and never looked back.

Sassy is my first cart child and second rescue. Someone posted on all of the various web site about a down dog in PA needing help. I offered to take her sight unseen. Sassy spent three motns in an infants bassinett while her spine died. She is totally paralized from the waist down. She is my spoiled therapy dog.

Trey is my three legged terror. She came to me as part of the doggy witness protection program after being injured and losing a back leg. Her local Shelter did not want her returned to her prior home to be tied up in the yard again or allowed to run free.

Elsa is my grand lady she was found wandering a dump in VA looking for food and eventually ended up in a shelter.

Phoenix is my second wobbly dog. He was found down in the back with sores on his legs from draggin in the back yard of a NC rescuer. " ... he was a stray ..." He was going to another rescue in PA and I was overnighting the transport but wanted to take him to the vets for some meds. My vet told me he had deep pain and we got him to the surgeon and he had surgery. Phoenix walked out of the hospital 4 days later. By the time his rehab was done I was in love with my little gentleman.

Wetley or Bratty pants as I call him also came from Becki Decker and RomanDachs. So tecfnically he is not a rescue but I meet Becki though rescue. The first ime I saw him when he was three weeks old and fell in love. The stinker was supposed to be a wire but not so. He has smaller eyes than normal and is totally rotten.

Duckie will hopefully become a member of my extended family soon. He also came in to DRNA as a down dog and still cannot walk but he is full of love and spirit.

WOW Yolanda....you are an inspiration....:hearts: :hearts: :hearts:

[Lee Anne]

Wow! Some increadible stories! Now I REALLY feel like a newbie!

My first dog Cleo was a rescue - a lab shep mix. :angel7: I had to put her down at age of 16 when I was 31 years old. I'd had her for 1/2 my life and I was devastated beyond belief. That afternoon I took Cayenne (yellow lab, aka Big Boned Doxie) to the dog park and sat in a corner and cried behind my sunglasses while she ran around. :sad3: Then I see this 7 pound fur ball out in the middle of the dog park running around with all the BIG dogs - tearin' it up like she owned the place. I've never seen a dog like that so I started talkin' to her owner. A wire haired doxie, eh? We got to talkin' about her dog Boadie, and the doxie breed in general. I was hooked from the moment she hopped into my lap and gave me the sweetest kisses ever. :hearts: So, I bought Ruckus and later Rowdie (from the same breeder as Boadie). I honestly thought I had perfection, but then I met Cat and she set me straight. Greyson was one of my first foster boys. I wasn't interested in him because the web site said he was given to rescue for fighting with his "brother" - another young doxie male. But, my daughter was bound and determined that Greyson was beautiful and sweet and WOULD be coming home with us. So he and Zipper came to live with us and after a time it became apparent that no one else was good enough for sweet, stoic Grey. He was soooo handsome and would look at whoever was loving on him with such devotion and bliss. :hearts: I never knew a dog could be so expressive. He would light up when Rowdie came into the room and play like there was no tomorrow. And of course there was the weenie dog piles for sleeping with his buddies. He has his quirks. If the other dogs give him "Stink Eye" - they're going down! Luckily, they have a pack order that works and they very seldom fight. I do watch him around new dogs - especially if they're coming on to his turf. But, it's nothing that can't be managed by a watchful momma.

[mcvwdox]

Cocoa is our rescue bud. Not through a formal organization but through a random chance contact with a local family.

We are Cocoa's third owners. First owners did not take care of him and posted a "free to a good home" ad/sign somewhere and the second owners couldn't leave him in that situation - he was severely underweight and had worms, earmites, the works. Edges of his ears are gone now due to frostbite at one point in his life.

The second family at least got him to a semi-healthy condition (no more worms or ear problems) - he was still very skinny when we got him and he lacked good nutrition.

The second family had hyperactive children and Cocoa was getting very snippy with them (after meeting them, I could understand Cocoa's reactions, I'd want to nip at them too!), so they had to find a new home for him. Again by chance we were put in contact with the family.

So when WE met him, there was NO WAY we could leave him in that environment! We were so worried how he would "adjust" to his new home and new sister. Meanwhile the first experience we had with him in our house was quite humorous - he went RIGHT INTO Ginger's kennel and laid on her snuggle, and in fact started rolling on his back to get comfortable. Perhaps that's the reason why Ginger merely tolerates her brother now, because he just made himself right at home in HER space!!! You know how women hold grudges....

Now... he's spoiled rotten, has a wonderful extended family, and is a national star. Could he ask for anything more??

[badgerdogbren]

Hi, I am Brenda with Harmony Dachshund Ranch. Are you ready for a book-Novel? LOL I will try to be as short as I can but I like to write. Most of my kids are rescues or re homes for some reason.

1. Gretchen came to us first and was my inspiration to rescue. I wanted a Dachshund but never had one before. I called rescues in CA but no one would adopt to me because at the time my youngest daughter was only 4. I did not understand the rules and reasons of rescue but knew I wanted to help a pupper who was no longer wanted for some reason. I then went online and looked up every breeder on the west coast to see if someone no longer wanted a dog. That's when I saw Gretchen. She is a red pie and was 9 months at the time. Her breeder said she was too big at 6 pounds to use in her micro mini breeding program. :confused: Anyway, she was not in my state so I agreed to have her flown in. I am enbarrassed to say I paid 700.00 for a deathly thin female with kidney probems, malnutrition and a mammary tumor. Not to mention she has doggy OCD and separation anxiety to this day. She was also is also deathly afraid of feet and new people and hated my husband. We can only assume she was kicked by the man in the home. This was my first experience with a BYB and I will never forget it. Gretchen is a happy dog today but 5 years still has some of her anxieties and we deal with them one day at a time. Here is the upside- Because of her we rescue and have rescued many many Doxies now and operate coast to coast . Oh and Gretchy loves her Daddy now and begs him for attention. She also greets people now happily with her ball and as long as they throw it about a million times in a row she forgets all her fears. She is Mama's very special girl and is rarely far from me and I love her so very much.

2. Frank the Tank- This is the most awesome Alpha Dox there ever will be. Frank came to us after he was abandoned at birth at a Vets office. Some :duh: bred a standard male to a little mini female and she of course had to have a c-section. When the owner no doubt another BYB brought her in and found out how much it would be he left Mama and 2 surviving pups there and never came back. A customer there at the Vet's office took pity on the babies and offered to take one once they were weaned. She was kind but now overwhelmed as she had 2 little hoomans ages 1 & 3 as well as this wild puppy. Now Frank was not our 2nd Dox. before Frank was my dear departed Rudy. Rudy was a decision we made when it was apparent Gretchen needed a canine friend. I called around locally and found a breeder who had a 2yr male she said was not producing enough with her females. Yes, another BYB. I was starting to see a pattern now and why so many were in rescue. Anyway we went to see Rudy and when we got there we were not happy. The place smelled so bad you want to lose your lunch. We saw crates stacked everywhere with barking dogs and only one loose in the house. A very over weight female. She let Rudy out of his pee soaked crate and he was a maniac! He was horribly bow legged and bone thin. I took my husband aside to talk and he said do you want that dog? I said it's bigger than that honey I am getting this dog out of here no matter what! Once we caught him which was not easy I held him tight and the breeder reminded me of the 75.00 I owed her. (all she cared about) I stuffed the money in her fat little hand and got the *&^*(! out of there. We got home and he was so wild. Gretchen hated him! He was a breeder bow legged and all and violated everything in the house every chance he got. Even my daughter's Barbie's were not safe! I called my vet the next morning and begged them to take him and neuter him. he did and what a difference. Most times it takes a while butwith Rudy it was like shutting off a switch. I soon heard him bark for he 1st time. It was weird like the God father.. Icalled the breeder and asked why he sounded to funny. She said Oh, did I not mention he was just debarked? I had never experienced this before and asked her why she did this to him?? She sad her neighbors complained so she was debarking them all. She assured me he was fine and did not know the difference. Well, about 6 weeks later he was eating one evening and started to have a what looked like a seizure. I rushed him to the vet only to find that he had a torn and herniated asophogus due to an incorrect and inhumane debarking procedure. He had aspirated his solid food into his lungs. The did all they could for Rudy but sadly he passed away. I was so upset and onfire as I and the whole family (including Gretchen) had grown to love this boy in a short amount of time. I started to put info on the net and let others know about this horrible breeder who would now not even return my calls. Thats when the gal with Frank saw my post and called me. She asked if I wanted Frank. I was so newly devastated about Rudy I was afraid to try again. She told me Frank's story and sent me a pic. I was gone as soon as I saw his sweet face. We were not close so we agreed to meet in a central location. I got there and took 13 week old Frank in my arms and he was so limp and lifeless. I asked her what was wrong and she cried and said he was sick but she was afraid to tell me in case I would not take him. I wanted to die right there. I knew I could not go thru this again. She told me his syptems and it sounded like parvo. I asked why he did not go to the vet and she said she was broke. In fact she asked me for 100.00 for Frank. I started to question the validity of his story at all. I did not know what else to do but take him home and to the Vet. I cried all the way there as he just lay limp in my arms looking at me. We got there and all I could say was do all you can for him. My vet took him in the back and came out about 15-20 minutes later and told me don't you worry he just has a bad case of untreated tape & round worms. I was so relived I can't even tell you! :banana: Now 4 years later my 28 pound hunk is a happy healthy (excpet for some allergies) Doxie and the proud Alpha leader of this pack. We love Frank so much!

3. Otto came next. I wanted Otto. I was hooked on Doxies now and there was no turning back. I found another local breeder who seemed to actually care about her dogs and had very good references. I still was banned from the local rescues due to my Katie's (hooman daughter) age so I asked to breeder to put me on her waiting list in case she ever had a nice dapple available. We talked at length and I told her all of the above. About 2 months later she called me to tell me she had a dapple male who a client changed their mind about. She sent me a pic and that was it. Ok, who is not suckered by a baby pic? I went to see him at 4 weeks and found out why he was not wanted by the other adopter. You see Otto has a real defect... He has a kinked tail.. can you imagine? :scratch: I just shook my head and said dumb people it's their loss. Otto came home at 8 weeks and has been a super joy every since. He is a total clown and always happy. He wags his whole body to greet you. He and Frank became fast buddies and of course Gretchen had me and her ball.
4. Sadie- Now some time has gone by and we have been very active in rescue. many have come in and out of the Bryant home. We decided somewhere around the 10th rescue that we should just start our own official rescue and make our own rules. This was the inception of Riverside Dachshund Rescue. I mean my daughter was not yet even 7 and was incredible with these Doxies so I knew she was an exception to the no kids under 8 rule. Now sadly we have gotten wind that something terrible is happening at the ranch where we got Otto. The had a big sign up that said our doors are shut. I called to find out that the kennel owner was moving out of state and leaving her husband there. It was none of my business but I told her I would help if she needed me. She had about 40 dogs altogether to rehome. We started to help and then suddenly before most dogs were gone she vanished. She left these dogs with an abusive alcoholic husband who would leave for days at a time with no care for the dogs. OK, I know why she left him but what about the dogs? Now he would not cooperate with rescue and only wanted big bucks for the dogs. Long story short this once well run place was in shambles and no one knew who was breeding with whom and dogs were dying from neglect. A mommy was found dead and two of her babies died. We called in animal control and they did not act. He was selling the dogs for beer/drug money to anyone who would take them. I had had enough and called a friend to help. I sent them in as decoys cash in hand to get whoever was left. I knew we would get a prosecution eventually (and we did) but at least the dogs would be safe now. All that was left was a 7yr female and a 10 week old pup who had never been handled by a human. We are shocked she survived. We do not think her Mama did. This was little tiny Sadie Ann. She was name "Sadie Andromeda" as it means rescued Princess. Scared and weak from hunger we have loved her in to the little weasel, I mean sweet dog she is today. She is still very nervous around people and barks at everything but is loved and spoiled rotten by her human and she has trained him very well. Sadie is my husbands dog and she is practically joined at his hip and he loves it. Don't tell him I told you all but if he thinks no one is looking he holds her like a baby and sings her silly songs in a baby voice. She says "very good my hooman now go get me chicken!" :rotfl:

5. Sara's story is short and simple. (your thinking thank God!) I was called by our local SPCA about 2 months after Sadie's rescue and they asked me for help with a Doxie puppy. She was a gift given to the cousin of a worker there and the cousin lives in a no pet complex. Duh! :duh: Don't you love when people don't think? I got there and they handed me the cutest red girly puppy I had ever seen. I thought this is actually great now I have a pal for Sadie to play with. Sadie was born 9/21/03 and Sara 10/21/03 How perfect was that? I told my hubby my plan and he said well, she can stay a bit but WE ARE NOT KEEPING HER! That was near 3 years ago. :banana: Sara is now his other dog... She is incredibly sweet and has never met anyone she didn't like. She is also the resident groomer here.

6. Noel- Precious little Noel was from a Mill in TX. She was unwanted as she was born blind and deaf from some :duh: breeding 2 dapples together. Yet another attempt to get that oh so desired white coat. :mad3: Noel came to us withthe help of another recuer in TX. She got here at 7 weeks with anemia, gheardia, coccidia & pneumonia. It was a long road but Noel got better. Noel came in just before Christmas thus her name became Noel Hope. We wondered if a blind deaf dog would ever be adopted. Just days before Christmas my then 7yr old daughter Katie came to me and asked me if I has sent her list to Santa? I said well of course dear and Santa will be here soon. She said "Oh" and looked to the floor. I asked her what the matter was and she told me she wanted to change her list. I said well, I think Santa has e-mail now so what do you want me to ask him? She smiled and said Mommy can you ask Santa to make Noel all better and let me keep her for my very own puppy. She said he can take back all the other gifts if Noel can only get better and be mine. She said I promise I won't ask for anything else. Ok, now I am bawling and in total amazement that a 7yr child had such compassion that she would give up everything for the well being of a blind deaf puppy. I knew that very day we were doing the right thing as I never realized my children had been that blessed with the gift of compassion. Noel is an amazing dog and is so loving. She is a gift from Heaven and will cherish her as long as she is on this earth. She will be 2 this November and is still Katie's passion and sleeps in Katie's loving arms every single night.

7. Oliver- Oliver is a sweet lovable boy that came to us when a CA breeder needed help rehoming 6 of her males. She had to move and needed to cut back. I gladly helped her and when Oliver came to my door I was smitten. He is a 20 pound blue & cream dapple and has fat cream & blue feet you can just eat up. Ollie seems to be much more reserved that the others and was very nervous around new people. He hated my oldest daughter for some reason & would try to bite her. We soon found that Ollie wanted to bite many people he met. He was scared and would protect himself. I knew he was not going anywhere anytime soon. We had work to do. He bonded with Otto and Frank and depended on them like his life depended on it. If they were not in the room our rehab work with him was in vain. Oille was 9 months when he came here and has just turned 2 in May. I guess you could say his rehab has been extended once again. He will still bite some people when scared but he is less often scared and adores his whole family now. Ollie is sweet, adorable and well behaved and hey at this point what's one more?? I have said to my hubby several times I guess I can try to put him up for adoption and see if it works. I get the pouty eyes and "why would you want him gone?" I give up... Ollie is here as long as he is happy and well adusted. We love that big ol boy!

8. Lacee- now this little girl was a gift for my 18yr daughter Candace. She had always wanted one of her own and amazingly none had bonded with her. My rescue kids seem to really cling to the pack leaders for safety and direction. IE Mom & Dad. Noel was our only exception but then she is so special. I asked Candace what she wanted cause we were an official Doxie zoo now so why not? She told me she had always wanted a choc and tan LH. Now I and hubby prefer smooths and all ours are smooths except Noel who is a DD LH. I told her when we moved to VA I would see if I could find her one. Well, I did and the breeder even drove 3 hours to come deliver the pup and see our home and meet our dogs. I really respected this and felt good about a purposeful adoption. Lacee is a very nice AKC dog and just precious. My daughter would like to show her someday and I think that will be fun for her. Lacee is very sweet and even dances and smiles with a big teethy grin. She is also an avid hunter and brings Mom presents often...:shocked: Lacee Lou Heaven shares Ollie's birthdate and turned one in May.

9. Lakota- I was surfing online one day looking to gather more education material on my war against DD breedings and I came across Lakota. He was being sold as the breeder said he was too big for her females. He is 14 pounds. He is a very beautiful b & t dapple with 2 blue eyes. This Doxie Mom was mesmerized as I had never seen such a Doxie as him. I called the breeder and she said she he was too big and she was upset because he was such a nice dog and had a great pedigree. well, we know I have been lied to before so I always take what I hear with a grain of salt. We talked about her breeding program as she had double dapples. I went right into my teaching mode and let her know just how dangerous this can be and why. Some breeders are not malicious they are just ignorant. After we had talked a bit I had one of my gut instincts that said just get that dog here before he makes a Noel at another BYB! She was not asking much if he went to me so I agree to take him. I had no idea what I was to get. He was kept kenneled 24/7 so I was prepared for the worst. I had a friend help me fly him here and when we met at the airport he took Lakota out of his sherpa bag and out came a skinny but incredibly sweet little boy. Lakota is a great dog and beta but not overly submissive. He is athletic and very obedient. I was in shock. I had to look at his AKC papers and see where he was bred as this nice of a dog from a BYB kennel could only be from good breeding. Well I found out he had exchanged hands a couple times but was well bred and from a respected kennel originally. I called his original owner to find out more. I got to see his sire and dam and know about them. I was very pleased to get him and know that he would never again be "obtained" simply to spin out blue eyed puppies. Well, just a couple of months ago the breeder I got him from called me. She asked if I would do a DNA test on Lakota as he had sired pupped before heleft her. I was surprised but said I guess what do hsi puppies look like. She was quiet a minute then said well only 1 lived and he is a blind DD. I was right in my gut feeling but too late :sosad: She aked me if I thought it would be safe to breed that puppy with a solid :shocked: I gave her my feelings and they were not pretty. I will not DNA Lakota to help her do this! She said well he is really pretty and everyone says I should breed him... and the ignorance marches on...

10. Zoe- Zoe is our 10th baby here and came to me from a local breeder. She had a disaster happen with her puppies when her son put a ring worm covered kitten he found in with all her new babies in the kitchen. He thought they wanted to play. :shocked: We talked and she said only one puppy was OK. She had planned to keep her pick of the litter puppy but her coat stayed short so she decided to rehome her. She had Zoe separated from the others and thought she may be OK. I offered to take her and let her play with Lacee while things calmed down. I knew two pups would have a great time together. I drive out to meet her and well... I am weak what can I say? The breeder & now friend offered her to me at half price if she could live at the ranch. Now that is just mean... She is like my dealer now... LOL :rotfl: Zoe is a wonderful puppy and will be a small standard and we love that! She is 7 months and already 14 1/2 pounds. She is too too cute and sweet and a very laid back and good girl.
We named her Zoe Kai as her Dam is named Willow and Zoe Kai means in NA Life from the Willow. My hubby is part NA so he like the Indian names.
Ok, thats all folks... for now :cheer2:

[Patt]

All ours have been rescues in one way or another. Penny, Red, Gretta, Dodger, Gretel and last but not least Trixie. :hearts: :hearts: