Oh you guys are making me cry. Thank you for being basenji parents. This is one of the benefits of owning basenjis. The supportive and die hard addicted parents to the breed. Every basenji owner I have met is aware of their basenji's unique personalities. I remember bringing Caesar to the park and meeting about 9 red rescue basenjis and being amazed that his weird personality wasnt unique.
I see Beta everywhere like that Sting song about walking in the same footsteps….I miss her and am not shy about telling Caesar or mentioning her name.
Caesar immediately was more attention oriented. He was hysteric happy anytime he is let out of the kennel (huge, they shared it together). I have been taking him to work with me and he enjoys that.
Caesar is fine and I have considered adopting. I truely believe basenjis are happiest when there is more than one in a household. Beta provided a type of communication with Caesar that I will never be able to offer. They slept on top of each other in basenji balls. Beta used to hop up on the couch where Caesar was sitting next to me and lay down on top of him, even on top of his head, and he loved it, never moving. Silly b's.
I have decided that although my heart misses Beta, that would not be an appropriate reason to adopt again. I adopted Beta for Caesar when he was about 1-1/2 yrs. He had finally settled down from his puppy days and just needed more interaction than I could provide. He went with me to Gainesville to meet a hopeful girl from the Nebraska puppy mill basenjis that had been transported down for homes. He went up to her (starved, bald, covered in urine and looking worse than her on her last days) and licked her face.
I believe Caesar will tell me if he needs another brother or sister. I think I will probably go male and black and white, or brendle just to avoid feeling like I am replacing Beta.
So far he has been okay. He has trouble sleeping in the kennel the whole night and cries around 3am every night. I have been allowing him in bed which he loves and I will shoot myself later about.
This morning he went outside and wanted me to play with him. I open the door for him to come in and he does his basenji dance (you cant touch me!!) and wont come inside. I close the door, he scratches on it. I open it and he teases me again. "Come outside! Lay in the sun with me! Let's run our Basenji500 around the yard, I know you want to chase me!!
So, he could use a companion. I am not ready yet, but do confess to religeously checking the rescues and puppies.....
I hope I can hold out past the puppy season. It seems wrong to jump too soon.
So it is Caesar and Betsey for now. We shall see what happens.
B