Gramma got her first Basenji in the early 50's and kept her line going for over 50 years. She was not a prolific breeder. In all that time, she produced a total of eight litters of pups. There was never any time I went to my grandmother's house and not been greeted by yodels and baroos from at least two Basenji. I learned my love for the breed from her. I never, as an adult, owned any dog until I got AJ second hand. The reason I agreed to take him is to rescue my Basenji boy from the needle. I could not allow a Basenji to go that way without giving him a chance. The love for the breed.
After I had AJ for a few months, the same lady needed to rehome a little red and white bitch. Gramma had lost her last Basenji a few years previously and she seemed so…..incomplete without a Basenji by her side. Melody was rehomed with her. They were instantly inseparable. Melody was with her to the end. It seems only appropriate that her last dog would be a Basenji, her very favorite, a red and white bitch.
Gramma, your Melody girl will be looked after. She will either stay with my cousin or with me. You can rest well, knowing your work is finished. You added so much to the Basenji breed by bringing them to the NorthWest and showing what beautiful dogs they are. You taught us, your grandchildren, how special and wonderful they are.
Your legacy lives on.