I would like to introduce you to Bruno. Bruno was six weeks old when he came to our family–almost one year ago. I got him a few months after my first dachshund, T Bone, passed away. T Bone was 13 years old and died from complications brought on by Cushings. At first I felt guilty, like I was trying to replace T Bone, but after a while, I saw that I could love Bruno as much as I did T Bone. I still loved and missed Bones as much as I always had, but I realized that Bruno was slowly capturing my heart. He helped to ease the pain of losing Bones, and I was starting to be able to remember T Bone without feeling the pain of losing him. I thank God for his blessing enabling us to love infinitely.
Both of them were dachshunds, both had the same coloring, but they each had their own personality. I love them both as if they were my own children, and I will never forget them.
Two nights ago on 3/8/11, I opened the front door to let my wife in, and Bruno bolted out the door before I could catch him. He ran out into the street were he was hit by a car. We rushed him to the Vet’s office, but there was nothing they could do. He suffered too many internal injuries and they had to put him to sleep. My heart hurts, and I grieve deeply for Bruno. But I do know that he is in a better place, probably playing with T Bone and my Dad.
I will never forget T Bone or Bruno. The unconditional love they gave me and my family more than makes up for the grief I am feeling now. I love and miss you guys.

— Dan from Louisville, KY