A good friend died, a Basenji called Bosse.
He was old and ill, but also very stong. He had been living in overtime for weeks,
hanging on to his humans and his Basenji brothers. He had a very good life.
Everybody liked him a lot. He was a popular dog with a strong character.
It seems unfair that humans and dogs have such very different life spans.
So much extra pain and sadness...

Thinking of Bosse
-Anna