Miniature Schnauzer Rescue of Houston

14 Precious Years - Randall & Renee Perkins

February 23, 1993 - April 20, 2006 - George & Laura Cooper

Snooper became “Snooper Cooper” on May 2, 2004. For two wonderful years we shared our lives with and adored this sweet, loving boy. Although technically a “senior” when we adopted him, apparently no one had informed him of this fact. He was such a proud little fellow, always holding is head high as he bounded from mailbox to mailbox on his walks with his ears bouncing up and down as he trotted along. While he was plagued by the arthritis that seems to be an inevitable part of aging, he never complained and it never slowed him down. He would shake it out upon rising until he got everything into motion and then off he would go! He never lost his ability to jump up on the furniture, although he did do a bit of preplanning before his jumps. You could just see that he was calculating the distance as he performed his little “wind up” routine prior to each jump. Oh how he could make us laugh!!

He was a healthy boy until the last three weeks of his life when he became very ill, and we knew his time with us was growing shorter. Snooper passed away on April 20, 2006 taking a piece of our hearts with him.

We miss you sweet Snooper and will love you always. You brought joy, love and laughter into our lives and your memory will live in our hearts forever. Rest peacefully until we meet again.

2002 - Alicia Swanson

Sterling Shelby Ann (“Shelby”) was the light of our lives. We enjoyed every minute of the eleven years she was with us. To this day, I am pretty sure that she never knew she was a dog. No matter where we lived, she always had a “thrown” to lay on while she guarded the house against passing school kids and squirrels.

We took her one day to have her teeth cleaned. The vet administered too high of a level of anesthesia during the procedure. As a result, she began to have seizure that evening when she came home. Everything took a toll on her little body. We had to give her seizure medicine. There had been damage to her kidneys. We took her into a different vet. They did everything they could for her, but the day she was to come home, she took a turn for the worse. So instead of bring her home, we had to go and say goodbye. I was 6 months pregnant. We already had a 3 yr old son, who Shelby was not too keen on, so we say jokingly, that she faked kidney failure to avoid another beard pulling, screaming baby. That was by far, one of the hardest days of my life. Not a day goes by that I do not think of her and long to look into those sweet eyes.

April 8, 1994 - April 14, 2006 - Vicki Brown

My sweet boy loved everyone, but especially his Daddy, Steve, his Beagle sister, Murphy and his Mom. He was full of joy and happiness and wanted nothing more than just to be with those he loved. He blessed our lives for eleven wonderful years and we adored him. We miss him so but we treasure the precious gift of his memory and look forward to the day we will all be reunited at the Rainbow Bridge. Sleep peacefully, my sweet baby boy.

2005 - Sandy & Phideaux

Hi Everyone,

My ole heart is broken~!

Max passed away today. We have lost a beautiful Mini Schnauzer, with a terriffic personality.

I sure am going to miss this wonderful little man, that loved to play.

Max left this world laying in my lap. We were in the back yard, he staggered over to me, I picked him up, and was kissing that big wonderful nose when he let out his last breath. I am glad that he was in my arms, getting hugs & kiss’ when he went. He knew that I loved him, and he was getting that love when he left me.

He never did get better from the Vestibular Syndrom that he had at Christmas.

God let me have him for four more months after his bout with that awful syndrom. I am thankful for that. I took him to be cremated tomorrow morning.

Phideaux is looking around for him. I sat her down, and explained that he has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. She looked like she understood every word that I was telling her. She knew something was terribly wrong with him, cause he did not play with her anymore.

Max could not see, nor hear anymore. His equlibrium was off, and he was constantly running into things. I knew he was close to death, but you know, we never want to see that in our loved ones.

God bless his little soul. He sure was a good friend to Phideaux and me.

It is now only
Sandy & Phideaux

1989 - July 23, 2005 - Al Briseno, II

Max came into my life shortly after I arrived in San Antonio in 1989. Since I was not married at the time, Max and I spent a great deal of time together. Upon my marriage, Max, my wife Lety and I were a family. Lety and I loved Max for 16 years. We lost him to cancer last July. His illness came on suddenly and despite our best efforts and the best group of vets in San Antonio, we finally lost our beloved son on July 23, 2005. Lety and I were devastated. Even now I still get a tear in my eye thinking of him. We have since adopted a rescue Brittany spaniel. I could not bring myself to have another schnauzer just yet. Our boy is with us every day and both Lety and I look forward to the day we cross over rainbow bridge to once again be with our baby.

2004 - 13 Years old - Carol Jenkins & Toby

In memory of Jessica, beloved 13 year old mini schnauzer, who passed to rainbow bridge last month after a courageous battle with cancer.

From Carol Jenkins, and Toby (Jessica’s littermate)

July 9, 2004 - 12-14 years old - Karen Gayeski Coleman

Although Henry was only with me for 2 yrs and 2 mo and spent 4 of those with another foster, this senior boy touched my heart forever. He could read my mind. What a kind and gentle soul. He traveled over the rainbow bridge July 9, 2004 and we estimated his age at 12-14 yrs. I hope to be reunited with my sweet handsome little man one day.

April 22, 1992 - September 27, 2006, Mummy, Daddy, Michelle and Melissa

We named you ‘Gussietta the Snob’ on the drive to pick you up. It was the summer of 1992. Then we lovingly changed it into silly nicknames over the years, that, when spoken, will always warm our hearts. You were our ‘Gussie”, our “Doodie”, our “Goose”, and even our “Fattie”. I remember taking you home on a blanket in the car, and then how much you loved car rides, seeing the “DOGGIES!” as we passed by, and how you would bark our ears off whilst going through the car wash! I remember how much you loved your “chewies”, your “bone-bones”, “chockies”, “bickies” and your fruits and veggies. You were so smart. I could talk to you in sentences, you knew your tricks like the back of your paw, and you knew your soft, red lobster (“Lobbie!!”) from every other toy in the box. I will never forget you trying to hide behind the door when we mentioned ‘bath time’, and how you loved to take a sip of the water as soon as we placed you in the tub. All of the clients at the office will miss you greeting them at the door and giving you massages in the waiting room! I loved cuddling with you on cold winter nights, seeing you curl up and then putting your blanket over you to tuck you in. Then having you stretch your paws out in the middle of the night and take up half the bed! Each time I see winter snow, I think of you bounding around, barking, and then digging for that elusive snowball I threw just a moment ago! You would end up with so much snow clumped on your belly and legs, and we would lovingly dry you off and warm you up with the hair dryer! Although you were a true lady, your beard and your bushy eyebrows were irreplaceable. Sometimes we would trim it too short and call you “snouty”, then we would trim your eyebrows and fawn over just how cute you were. One of my favourite memories is watching you vigorously rub your beard on the carpet or the side of the chairs after a good meal or a nice bath! Not to mention how cute it was to have you look at us with bleary eyes and how your beard would fly in all directions after waking up from a long nap. We loved making you your necklaces and dressing you up with those diamond encrusted collars! At 14, you still looked like a puppy, and without a single health problem, we hope you loved the life you lived, as much as we loved taking care of you. When you didn’t want to eat anymore, we knew we should let you go before you were in any pain. I think of you almost everyday. I miss you so much but I believe you are in a wonderful place, sitting somewhere in a sunny spot, trotting along whilst barking at anything you want. I can’t wait to see you again and rub your little lady “sideburns”…my dear Goose.

BAXTER came into our lives eleven years ago and was a gift from heaven. This tiny ball of fur chewed on everything wood and for dessert nibbled on wallpaper and wall board. As he matured his interests turned towards squirrel and chipmunk chasing and plowing snow with his snout. He barked at everything… people, mailboxes, and an occasional garbage can. Guardian of our home and property, BAXTER filled our home and hearts with unconditional love and was smart enough to pick out his favorite green sweater from the other colors in his bin of goodies. He also knew the difference between the hedgehog and the squeaky pink bear.

On July 13th 2006, after a year’s treatment with state of the art veterinarian oncology protocols, BAXTER lost his brave and valiant fight to lymphoma. Our home and our hearts are now empty but are comforted with the loving memories of our little guy. Life however goes on and as BAXTER waits for us at the base of The Rainbow Bridge, we look forward to the day we cross over together.