Little Man RIP
It’s Little Man and Tootsie (previously Sissy). They’ve been with me for roughly 3 1/2 years. We took Tootsie first and then Little Man after I learned that they were surrendered together. The surrender papers we received with Little Man, made it clear his original owners did not care for him at all. He was very nervous when we first met him. I’m confident he’d been abused. Little Man developed glaucoma last year, had terrible arthritis, and suffered from Cushings Disease. He has had more vet specialist visits than all of my other dogs combined. We did not spare any expense taking care of this family member. He died early this morning of a severe pancreatitis episode. It wasn’t his first. I held him in my arms as he took his last breath. This dog has imprinted so deeply on my soul. This is an awful loss. He was absolutely precious and deserved more than the twelve or so years he had on earth. My only regret is that I didn’t have him from the beginning. I wanted you all to know that he had died and that he couldn’t possibly have been more loved. ♥️

Lilly aka Allie
As you may recall, we adopted Allie in January 2005 and lived in Brentwood TN. We have since moved to Madison WI and had a great life with Allie who we renamed Lilly. Our sweet dog we had to put down on Feb 13th and she was so very special. A fantastic dog that frankly was like loosing a child. We are ready to adopt another dog for our home. Tell us about Greta? Thanks for allowing us to take care of Allie/Lilly. My best. Jack and Lorrie Goodwin.

Luce Mae 4-24-19 RIP
She crossed The Rainbow Bridge late this evening due to kidney failure issues.. She's on the other side chasing squirrels, barking for treats or as in her better days begging to get in the chair with dad. She was a loving companion and will be dearly missed. Lucy Mae came to us when you when known as Southern States Rescue about 12 plus years ago. In 2013 she fractured her back which required surgery and a 3 week hospital stay. She was only able to be mobile with the assistance of wheels after the surgery. Although limited by her handicap the chipmunks never had a chance when she was outside. Lucy Mae was a family member to us, our two children and our two grandchildren. She was also a sister to our other two dachshunds. Although there's a hole in our hearts with her passing we can rest easy knowing her suffering is over and that she's with God. Godspeed Sweet Lucy Mae. Mom and Dad love you!!! Randy & Debra Putman Huntsville, AL

Precious
RIP 12-06-18 Diane, it is my sad duty to report to you and AADR that our Precious crossed over the rainbow bridge today. We Adopted Precious from AADR in Oct, 2007, when she was about 4. She was our “Precious” girl until today. She had an inoperable mass in her Abdomen. She went downhill fast, and did not suffer much. All the Harris family will miss her, I will miss her the most, for she was my baby. Denny and Glenda Harris On December 6, 2019, we lost our beloved Precious. For 11 years she was truly our “Precious”. We will never forget the day we meet Precious at the 2007 Mutt Strut at the AADR booth. I picked her up out of her crate, and she laid her head on my shoulder and looked at me with her beautiful eyes. It was love at first sight. She was our faithful companion, loving to go on hikes with us, patrolling our yard keeping the “critters” out. She was an excellent mole hunter and killer. She would spend hours just sitting in our laps. We missed terribly, and will live in our hearts forever. She was 15.

Mike

This was our precious Mike. He was a breeder dog, had no teeth, and a tattoo in his ear from his previous life that we made sure he forgot. He was the King of his harem; Molly, a red long hair, and Snickers, a dapple dumplin’. He just wanted love. All. The. Time. And we gave it to him. He was his daddy’s boy. He loved exploring the back yard and constantly marked his territory wherever the girls peed. Sometimes peeing on their tails as they were going! I’d say “Mike, can you not wait till they finish?” He loved riding in the truck and getting a little ice cream.

The older he got his eye sight failed, he couldn’t hear it thunder (which was a good thing because he hated thunder) and had to wear diapers but we didn’t mind because he was worth it. He got very feeble and had dementia. Everyone at our vets office loved him. His final days and making the decision we didn’t want to make were very hard. We held him and kept telling him what a good boy he was and how much we loved him as the needle went through the catheter. Then his little head just peacefully fell over in his dads arms and we broke down. I wanted to scream “BRING HIM BACK! START HIS HEART! GIVE HIM NARCAN!!” The vet staff was all with us and were soooo compassionate, hugging us, and gave us as much time as we needed. We had him cremated and just got his ashes back in a pretty little box. It’s in our living room by a battery powered candle with a little dog treat on top. We say “ you’re home now buddy. Your precious little soul is in heaven but your body is here with the people that loved you.” He’s running free now with all his teeth, eyesight, and hearing and I just know he must be one of God’s favorites. R.I.P Mike. We miss you so much, Mom and Dad