Monday, February 25, 2008

New Pack


Three Basenjis made a pack, a new pack. Kiko was moving in with little or no snarking. Instead of growling, it was conversational Basenji, that odd, high pitched whine they used among themselves. Kiko had the manners of a ten year old boy, but loved affection, came when he was called, and was house trained. As Basenjis went, his behavior was impeccable.

New Pack


Denver Reds.

New Pack


Kiko's new view.

New Pack


Kiko, the dude.

New Pack


Pack action.

New Pack


Bunny musk!

New Pack


Bosco and the kid.

New Pack


Milla's sunbeam.

New Pack


Toasting inside.

New Pack


Waiting outside.

New Pack


Say what?

New Pack


Kiko's head shot.

New Pack


Showing the new kid the ropes.

New Pack


Bosco reserved judgment.

New Pack


The new pack.

New Pack


Mmmm, fresh butt.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Kiko Came

Kiko: 15 month neutered male Basenji from Peggy at Colorado Basenji Rescue. A puppy yet, he wanted to play and chew. A real sweetheart. We started talking about a third Basenji, and Kiko is where it went. Three Basenjis made a pack, which was the Basenji social organization. Beware of one. One lead to two.

Kiko Came


Hail the conquering Kiko.

Kiko Came


The way it is.

Kiko Came

The way it was.

Kiko Came


Kiko met Bosco.

Kiko Came


Sugar lips.

Kiko Came


First kiss.

Kiko Came


Kiko moved in.

Kiko Came


Kiko and Alan, his driver from Denver.

Kiko Came


Kiko was coming!

Kiko Came


Cart day.

Kiko Came

Watching for Kiko

Kiko Came


Chillin'

Kiko Came


Waiting for Kiko.

Kiko Came


New bells.

Kiko Came

New bell.

Kiko Came

Bosco and Milla.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Snow

Talks had begun about adopting a third Basenji. Once talks began, things have moved quickly in the past. Kintu was a rescue Basenji. Milla was an adoption from Colorado Basenji Rescue in Denver. Snow kept falling but Milla and Bosco took it in stride. Basenjis demanded a much greater intimacy than most dogs. They demanded a relationship with their people that most dogs never considered demanding. Labeled "untrainable" by some, they simply refused to be used for the amusement of others. If you threw a ball, they assumed you wanted to get rid of it, and there was nothing to be gained by bringing it back. A neglected Basenji got the attention they sought through misbehavior.

Snow


Together.

Snow


Pre-snark.

Snow


Between the trees.

Snow


Snow on Bosco

Snow


Frozen flowers.

Snow

Up here!

Snow


There it is!

Snow


Intensity

Snow


More of it.

Snow


One-eyed Bosco.

Snow


Two Basenjis.

Snow


Short hair, long cold.

Snow


Milla found something.

Snow


Under the tree.

Snow


Milla on Kintu's bench.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Fishing for Dogs

Warmer week. Everything revolves around the weather. Summer's ornamental grass hangs in there all winter, soft plumes of flowering grass heads. Softening on the idea of a new puppy, not to replace Kintu, but to add spice to the pack. Has only been a couple months since Kintu expired. Worry that the more Basenjis with whom we live only increases the chances of one dying, but luckily, nothing I ever imagine happens. The world is far stranger than anything imaginable.