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30 May 2007, 01:58

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    Basenji Talk 24 May 2024, 20:04
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    Ah yeah though the site that I saw clearly had a picture of a Basenji representing the breed! Your link, they look nothing like Bs
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    Nice, they are about in a few different adverts, I spot them every now and again.
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    Well isn't she a sassy little thing? Thanks so much for the information. I had not heard of this one at all. I will Google it to get more info and find where to purchase! Deb
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    I can't listen to that, it would wake my girl up and well... I'm not into a "sing along" just now. ;) I will say that many canines howl and yodel and bay (at the moon, whenever a fire truck passes, etc.). I'm not certain that any one breed is distinctive enough to have a sound all their own, but many a proud owner would probably assert so.
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    Magnum doesn't really have a problem with wet surfaces or rain, unless it's really pouring. Not that he wants to stay out there long, mind you. Lenora's story reminded me of a very cold (-3 degrees F, with the windchill way colder than that) day this past winter. I put Magnum's boots on for our morning walk as usual. As usual, he had them kicked off about half-way through the mile walk (with me gathering them up as they came off). Once they were all off (with Magnum grinning from ear to ear, "Got'em off again, Mom! This is a fun game!"), he very quickly started lifting one paw after the other off the cold, frozen ground for a few seconds at a time. Finally, he plopped down in the middle of the dirt road, all four paws tucked beneath him and refused to get up. I had to carry him (all 27 pounds) back to the house a 1/2-mile away. He just wouldn't let me put those boots back on! As he was tucked up in the middle of the road, he looked at me and seemed to say, "I am not moving one INCH! You can't make me! You are tryin' my patience! First you put those sillly boots on my that I gotta get off and now THIS!"