" Dachshund Disneyland, " and will be booking a return trip soon. I'm sure it's obvious by now that we stayed longer than 30 minutes and in reality we spent 5 blissful hours there, because we knew this special place had already started healing our hearts. We can only describe it with our loving affection, as Dachshund Heaven. We're a family who was experiencing the loss of our little dackel, Monkeegirl, and of all places we found healing not at home, but at Randy and Linda's little oasis on top of a mountain; a place we now call heaven on earth and it is something to be treasured indeed. Our hearts went through a lot of emotions that afternoon from everything we experienced, starting with the warmth of the welcome, to the incredible environment these Dachshunds live in, which is simply a delight to the eyes and our hearts. We new later on when driving home that we had become part of the AAA puppy family. The Johnson's are a family committed to bringing happiness to the little Dachshunds they raise; and to those lucky enough to find AAA and take a puppy home, should go down on one knee and thank God for finding this place. AAA puppies is a place we recommend you share with everyone you know who is a Dachshund lover. We knew immediately we were experiencing this cornucopia of sights, smells, puppies, mommy's and daddies, that the feelings of everything around us were special. This was an incredible breeder, and they were going to become our breeder. The Johnson's are loving Dachshund owners, and even their record keeping will blow you away with how meticulous they do everything from keeping their Dachshunds in a very clean environment to the grass, the house, and the whole facility which was surrounded by flowers of all types, including beautiful shade trees protecting every animal going through the different stages of life here. It was all so spotless, no poop, just an incredible place for puppies to grow up in. We talked about it all the way home, the beautiful scene in the desert, the aromas of flowers, the grass, puppy tongues and the little kisses and all about breeding, puppies growing up and going home, to those sires and dams that were permanent parts of the family and how special it all was. When we left Sacramento at 7am, it was with heavy hearts from losing our precious "Monkeegirl" last week at ten years old. It would have been her third IVDD surgery in 3 years. Our hearts were broken. When we returned to Sacramento that night, we felt Monkeegirl was with us more than normal; the house wasn't quite as lonely as it had been when we left and we knew our healing had started at the Johnson's oasis. We can now see the future has just shown us a small glimpse of the future and we know more is coming on the horizon.