Hi! My name is Ann, and I've never been part of a forum before, so please bear with me as I work through the ins and outs!
I currently am without basenjis, as my husband and I had to help our beautiful girl Kenya over the Bridge in December. We do plan to adopt again soon…we've had a busy year and knew it wouldn't be fair to a new furchild to join our household just yet.
I've been around basenjis for, um, let's see now...I'm 51, so...yes, 36 years. The first was Pache, a shortened form of the "TexMex" word for raccoon, as her tricolor markings reminded us of the rascals of the bear world! She was supposed to be mine, but she stole my mom's heart, so Mom stole her from me, as it were. She was 13 when she passed. The next was Pallas (the Greek goddess of war and learning), my first "very own" girl. She tried every day to become the alpha, and life was never boring around her! After she had to leave at the ripe old age of 15-1/2, we adopted two from BRAT. They were actually breeder referrals, meaning their breeder had taken them back from an unfortunate placement, tried to rehome them without success, and contacted BRAT. Kenya & BlackJack were quite a bonded pair and couldn't be separated even to go to the vet! Kenya was the actual "rescue" and had bonded with her half-brother BlackJack upon return to the breeder (both were Undercover Basenjis), so Gale asked for a home together. Anyway, we lost our Sweet Boy to cancer when he was only 7, and then our Pretty Princess at 15.
So, that's the synopsis of my life with senjis so far.
Y'all have a good day!
Ann
