{"id":1232,"date":"2021-06-22T22:19:39","date_gmt":"2021-06-23T02:19:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/?page_id=1232"},"modified":"2023-03-23T23:48:54","modified_gmt":"2023-03-24T03:48:54","slug":"max-and-ambers-story","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/?page_id=1232","title":{"rendered":"Max and Amber’s Story"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Max and Amber’s Story<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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Please click the photo
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HOW GOD MADE DACHSHUNDS<\/mark><\/p>\n\n\n\n

God made a little Dachsie
To brighten up our day.
He took a bit of sunshine
Laughter, love, and play.
And rolled it up in a sausage shape
Just right for a hug,
With bright eyes full of mischief
Set in its little mug.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

With little paws a pattering,
To take it here and there,
And a cold wet nose, but then He thought,
“Oh, what about the hair?<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shall I make it long and silky,
Or wiry, that’s so sweet,
Or make it simple, and have it smooth
And satiny and neat?<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

And what about the color?
How can I pick just one?
Shall it be black, or red, or brown
Or dappled, just for fun?”<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pondered while He made the world,
And all creatures great and small
And then the answer came to Him
“OF COURSE! I’ll make them ALL!!”<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

So remember that a Dachshund
Is special, from above –
His coat of many colors
Is a sign of God’s great Love.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

By Julie Wrigley Smith<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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IN LOVING MEMORY OF MAX THE FIRST
BORN 1\/27\/04 – DIED 3\/15\/04

MAX DIED FROM THE DEADLY DISEASE, PARVO, BEFORE
HE COULD JOIN OUR FAMILY.  HIS MEMORY WILL LIVE
ON THROUGH HIS BROTHER, MAX-A-MILLION.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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MAX AND AMBER’S ORIGINAL STORY CONTINUES BELOW<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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Max and Amber have just started their new lives with us.  At the time this story was written, they had only been with us a few days.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Max is a stocky little guy.  At only 9 weeks of age, he weighs in at just over 3 pounds.  Max has one blue eye and one brown eye, which makes him unique.  His chocolate and tan dappling really stands out giving him a look all his own.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Max really enjoys roughhousing with the boys. He and Rusty have become good friends and enjoy a good wrestling match.   He acts very different when playing with his sister, Amber.  Amber can knock him over with one push.  He’ll just lay on his back and kick his feet in the air while she chews on his ears.  I do believe he is a real gentleman when he allows his sister to play “fight” games with him and come out the winner.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amber is a very tiny little girl.  She weighs 1 \u00bd pounds at 9 weeks of age.   Amber is a Parvo survivor.  She became ill shortly after her other 2 brothers died, but managed to beat the odds and recover completely.  She may be pint-sized but she is very feisty.  When she makes demands, she expects her needs to be attended to immediately, if not before.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am looking forward to spending many happy years with Max and Amber, watching them grow up and encounter many new experiences along the way.  I will be tucking away memories that will stay within my heart forever.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

New pictures will be added to Max and Amber’s page and the the additional Picture Pages (links at the end of this page) on a regular basis as they mature.  I would like to invite you to check back often.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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MEET AMBER AND MAX’S PARENTS FROM DOXTAIL KENNELS<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

RUBIE — THE MOM<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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AMBER — 2 WEEKS OLD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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VISIT TO THE EASTER BUNNY WITH ANGEL<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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MAX WITH HIS TOY<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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AMBER — 10 WEEKS OLD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Max – 5\/1\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Tara and Max<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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5\/24\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Oh Boy!  Found the Toy Box  <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber and Benji<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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DOOY — THE DAD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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MAX – 9 WEEKS OLD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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AMBER AND ANGEL <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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MAX AND AMBER WITH SERENA <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Max & Reno – 4\/24\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Max – 5\/1\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber – 5\/24\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Oh Boy!  Found the Toy Box Again  <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber – 6\/1\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber – 6\/5\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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AMBER – 4 DAYS OLD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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AMBER – 9 WEEKS OLD  <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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MAX AND TUCKER<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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MAX — 10 WEEKS OLD<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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EASTER 2004<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber Just Waking Up – 4\/24\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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I Used to Fit Through This Opening <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Nothing more fun than an old paper bag   <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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5\/24\/04<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Tara playing with the kids.  Tara hasn’t been this playful since Ginger died.  She almost acts like a puppy herself after grieving for Ginger for such a long time.<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber and Rusty share a toy<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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Amber and Max – 6\/5\/04 <\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n
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The links to the Picture Pages below will take you to pages on my old website. It may ask you if you want to download the music from the original site. You may cancel this request and go directly to the Picture Page. Feel free to browse all these original pages but then please use the back button or close the tab on your browser to return to the new website.  Thank You!<\/mark><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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Max and Amber’s Story Please click the photoabove to visit Amber’s Tribute Page Please click the photoabove to visit Max’s Tribute Page HOW GOD MADE DACHSHUNDS God made a little DachsieTo brighten up our day.He took a bit of sunshineLaughter, love, and play.And rolled it up in a sausage shapeJust right for a hug,With bright […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"template-gutentor-full-width.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1232","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1232","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1232"}],"version-history":[{"count":32,"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1232\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2901,"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1232\/revisions\/2901"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/allthedogsinmylife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1232"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}