Happy Adoption Day to Andy!

Hello everydog! This is Andy and it is the anniversary of my adoption day! Mom adopted me three years ago. I was a foster for a month or two before she adopted me but that is okay. Even before she decided to adopt me, I was part of the family. I didn't even realize I was a foster dog until she told me I was officially adopted.

I have had a great day. Aunt Bec, Maggie and Jake were here this weekend. Jake and I love to run around and bark at things. We even saw an armadillo. Mom was to slow to take a picture but we saw it and smelled and barked at it.

I got this cool picture from Rocky, Bear and Angel Lacylulu! I had Mom save it to our computer so I could enjoy it all of the time. Thank you, my friends, for making me this wonderful picture!



As much as I hate for my day to come to an end, it is time for us to go to bed. Thank you to everydog, cat, hamsterrier and person who wished me a happy adoption day. I'd have to say that it was the best day of my life!!!

Sammy's Adoption Day

Hello, All!

Today is the third anniversary of my adoption day. It was a long, long road to get to my mom. I belonged to someone who got rid of me. I was with Dachshund Rescue of Houston. I was adopted and returned to DRoH. I was adopted again and returned to DRoH again. I was adopted by Mom. I was very nervous at the beginning. I still get nervous when I get into the car. I'm afraid Mom will return me and I love it here with her and Roxie and Andy. I love it when Jake and Maggie come over to visit and play. I love to go visit Grandpa and Grandma. I get very sad and worried when I think about it. Mom keeps telling me I don't have anything to worry about. She is keeping me forever because she loves me so much. I thought the other people loved me too but I was wrong.

I don't know what kind of presents I might get. Mom likes to give me extra cottage cheese because I enjoy it so much. I really don't need anything as long as I have my mom and Roxie and Andy and Jake and Maggie and Grandpa and Grandma and my aunts and uncles and food.

I also have lots of DWB friends. My life is better than I ever thought it could be. I am the luckiest dog it the whole world!!

(I reset the date so everyone who is already in July 3, can come by and leave comments.)

Being a Foster Dog and Getting Adopted

Hello, everydog, cat and GirlGirl,

Andy here again.

As I mentioned, today is the anniversary of my adoption. But I had lived some of my life before my adoption day. Someone was supposed to be taking care of me but wasn't giving me my heartworm protection medicine. Heartworms are nasty, horrible things that can kill us if we don't get our medicine each month. Well, I got heartworms and Mom thinks that is why someone got rid of me. Dachshund Rescue of Houston thought I deserved a better chance at life so they took me in. I lived in a kennel at the veterinarian's office for a while because there wasn't a home for me to live in. I didn't even have a name so they called me Dachsie #2. Then Aunt Bec adopted Maggie (who was one of Mom's fosters) and Mom said she would take another foster. She asked for Dachsie #1 but he already had a home so DRoH asked if she would take me. I can't believe how close I came to never meeting Mom! Anyway, she took me home and named me and took me to the vet so he could give me the shots to get rid of my heartworms.

This is one of the first pictures Mom has of me. Aunt Bec took it when we were all at the country house. I had been living with Mom about a month. Aunt Bec sent the picture to DRoH so they would have a cute picture that would make someone want to adopt me.



It's a pretty cute picture, isn't it? Of course all of this talk about someone else adopting me had me pretty worried.



Mom started talking about adopting me but she was concerned about having three dogs. So I worried some more ...



I started showing Mom what a good guard dog I am.



So she finally adopted me and I could get a good night's sleep.



The best part about being adopted is I know I get to see Mom and Roxie and Sammy everyday. I know I'll get fed. I have lots of toys to play with. I get to be petted and loved on.

In fact, Mom let me celebrate my adoption anniversary by sleeping with her last night. She says it's not really sleeping for her because some little dog lays in the middle of the bed and somehow succeeds in leaving her one little spot to sleep in. I didn't see any other dogs in the bed so I'm not sure who she meant. This morning, Mom gave me some extra cottage cheese with my breakfast. I love my cottage cheese. I always eat it first. One time when Mom forgot to get more, I looked at my bowl and looked at her. She doesn't run out of cottage cheese anymore.

We didn't really celebrate today because Mom had to work. When she got home it was raining, raining, raining so we had dinner and sat down to watch some television. But I wanted to make a blog entry to let you know all about my adoption. I know some of you have heard this all before, but I want the rest of my friends to know too. I hope your humans remember that rescued doggies are good pets too!

I have to go now. I need to find out if that other dog is taking up the best part of Mom's bed. Maybe I can get him to go into my crate and I can sleep with her again!