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Here, remembered, are some of the Colorado Basenji Rescue dogs who, before leaving this world, etched a special place on their owners' hearts forever and always...




Full of personality, Cinnamon loved food and treats, quickly learning that sit, stay, down and roll
over all meant rewards! She even stood on her hind legs and would twirl around for treats. This
all probably gave her an advantage over her competitors at the annual Basenji Rescue Reunion,
where she demonstrated exceptional hot dog bobbing skills.

Cinnamon also participated in a few dog sports. The main sport was flyball, a dog relay race.
As long as cookies were involved, she would play. She received the Iron Dog award for 10
consecutive years of racing in flyball, and also the Onyx award for earning 20,000 individual

Cinnamon left us on May 15, 2021. She was somewhere around 16 years old – a good life led, I
have to believe. I miss her big dog attitude.

Ballerina from a Basenji Halloween party


Her Iron Dog award from Flyball


Her Onyx award from Flyball


On Thursday, 01/14/21, we lost our sweet basenji boy Pete, he was 15 years old. We adopted Pete and his brother Charlie two years ago from Colorado Basenji Rescue. Pete was a Mama's boy, a dog gate crasher, a sunbeam napper and a toilet paper shredder. He was sweet natured and lovable and we will miss him! Pete suffered from severe arthritis the last year of his life and although we were able to keep him comfortable with meds and chiropractic laser treatments, his hind legs finally became too weak for him to walk or stand. Pete joins the rest of our Basenji pack; Prescott, Pip, Presley, Kylie and Allie that have already crossed the rainbow bridge. 



Fero was adopted in 2007 from Colorado Basenji Rescue

(July 13, 2006 – August 27, 2020)

Fero was a rescue dog who in turn, rescued me. He had a difficult start in life—having been rejected by two previous homes--and came to us when he was just one year old. His name came with him (sounds like Pharoah), and it comes from the Gaelic and means “wind”. And he really could run like the wind! He was a mixed breed of Basenji and Italian Greyhound and carried distinctive traits of both breeds, such as speed, agility, intelligence, and affection.
Fero was an incredibly handsome brindle-coloured boy, with bright, intelligent eyes and the wrinkled brow that make Basenji’s look like they are both curious and worried about something serious, like World Peace The graceful way he carried himself—light on his feet with an alert, proud posture--gave him a perpetually youthful appearance and he was often mistaken for a puppy, even into his double-digit years. In a word, he was a crowd stopper and people never failed to stop and ask, “What kind of dog is that?!”

He knew he was strikingly handsome and took for a given that people should make a fuss over him: he liked that in people. With short hair and a lean build, Fero got cold easily and so required many coats. People said he was the best-dressed dog in the neighborhood!

Fero had a distinct personality and a great sense of humor. Like most Basenjis, he was an independent thinker and problem-solver, and would decide on his own terms whether and/or when he would listen so was a challenge to train. But Basenji’s are trainable. His habit of opening my sister’s doors in the dead of the Okanagan winter didn’t go over so well, so he learned how to shut the door from the outside (which was no small thing!).

Of course training treats were always involved. Fero had a strong food-drive and treats helped persuade him to learn to do some things my way. Since he was a pup we gave him vegetable and fruit treats. He loved it when I cooked and would sit politely at the edge of the kitchen and be happy to accept every very manner of vegetable thrown his way--from broccoli to lettuce. He even liked apples. But by far his favorite treats were carrots and cucumbers and he’d go to great lengths to get them! Even though he wasn’t a voluntary swimmer or particularly fond of water (except baths), he would wade into the lake and put his face underwater to “fish for carrots.” It was hilarious to see him put his head underwater, blowing bubbles through his nose!

In the last two years of his life, Fero’s taste for treats changed and cucumbers became king! All you had to do is mention the word cucumber, and Fero would pull out all the stops, doing every single trick he’d ever learned even before you could even open your mouth to give him a command. What antics!!

Fero was one of the best communicators we have ever met and a total creature of habit. He liked his routines and he expected them to be kept. His need for structure and keen sense of time meant that if you happened to miss that it was 8:00 a.m., he would prance and gesture towards the kitchen—with his whole body if necessary—and then sit perched right beside his dish until you got the message that it was his breakfast time, NOW! Five o’clock was his dinner time and heaven forbid if you were 10 minutes late! In his later years he seemed to get hungry earlier and would start agitating for food, or “fake-starving” as we called it, by 4:00 p.m. and he could only be distracted with training and—you guessed it—cucumbers.

Fero was also particular about bedtime and preferred to go by 8:00 pm. Ifwe were away from home he would and it was past 8 he would signal that it was past his bedtime by pawing the furniture (making his own bed) on the softest surface in the room. And then he wanted his head to be covered by a blanket. Quirky but clear.

With one look and an unequivocal flick of his head Fero could tell you that he wanted to go outside. He had an impressive understanding of the English language and also knew two Italian words: “toilette and grazie”.

All of Fero’s exceptional communication skills were conveyed without barking, but like most Basenji’s you couldn’t say he wasn’t vocal: he would growl, yodel, whine, baroo, and even scream to get his message across. And then one day in his 9th year, to our utter astonishment, Fero apparently decided he was no longer a barkless dog! He actually started barking occasionally, and it was a proper, dog bark! Go figure! Maybe it was the Greyhound trait in him rising?

One of Fero’s most striking characteristics was his inordinate level of affection. From his warm morning snuggles in bed to his nighttime spooning against you with his head perched on your pillow, you never needed to call Fero to come to you.

He had a talent for spreading himself out over an impossibly large percentage of your body, and whether that meant on your lap or your back, he insisted that most of his body be touching you at all times!

Fero was a real leaner, and if you weren’t touching or stroking him with one of your hands, he would stretch up on his haunches and lean in to you with his entire body. He would literally pull your hand toward him with his nose or paw and then cross his paws over your arm. And he had the sweetest way of making “little squeezy noises” of approval once you started petting him.

Fero was a very social creature and loved being around people: his motto was, the more the merrier, because to him that just meant more hands and more opportunities to be snuggled. He shamelessly shared his affection with everyone and was thrilled when he got to go spend time with his many aunties, uncle, cousins, and grama.

Fero mostly liked other dogs and off leash could run circles around almost any dog. On leash he could be grouchy towards other dogs and for some reason, he had a dislike for small white, fluffy dogs. Although he could be protective of his people he didn’t get jealous and never begrudged his animal friends getting attention from his humans. That is, just as long as he was also getting some.

Fero loved going to his “DayPlay” where he could run off leash, play with any size of dog, and know that he was safe and protected. He even posed with one of his friends, Sissy! A sure sign that he was both happy and relaxed was when his ears would flatten against his head and his tail would uncurl.

At those times he looked most like a little Italian Greyhound!

Fero was a truly exceptional being and for 13 years he led a charmed life, in the lap of luxury, with a comfortable bed in every room, and surrounded by loved ones who lavished affection on him.

Fero’s warmth, comfort and palpable love was unparalleled by any pets I’ve ever known—he was like a soul mate who gave his love completely. Fero was adored by his Mama Kelly and his Andrea.

Fero died of a presumed brain tumor on 27 August 2020. He was 14 years old--the rescue dog who rescued as much as he was rescued. I know I was blessed to have him as a companion for these 13 years, but my grief runs so deep and comes from my core, that even after four months, just writing about him in the past tense takes my breath away….

Fero was “The Light” and the world is just so much greyer without him in it.




Our sweet Juniper, June, JuJu, passed away March 31, 2020.  After losing our beloved Basenji's, Biko and Zoe, we had a giant hole in our heart and were not sure we were ready to adopt, then we meet Juniper.  She came to us when we needed her most and at a time in which she needed her forever family, it was meant to be.  We adopted Juniper the summer of 2018 and had planned to be together for many, many years.  This said, Cancer had other plans for our family.  Juniper left this world much to early, but she taught us many life lessons, and we'd like to thank her for that.  Thank you Juniper for giving us unconditional love and trusting us to love and care for you, we did our best.  Thank you for taking us on daily walks to ensure we understood the right types of trees and bushes to find all the neighborhood squirrels and bunnies.  Thank you for teaching us your way of snuggling and showing us the correct way to share a pillow.  Thank you for showing us how fascinating water running down the street could be, who knew!  Thank you for showing us the exact spot you loved to be petted and scratched, you allowed us thousands of hours of practice, we almost mastered it!  Thank you for everything you gave us in your short life. Should this world bless us with others to love and care for, we promise to pass along all the life lessons you taught us.  Rest in peace sweet Juniper, June, JuJu, you are forever loved.


We lost our beautiful little boy today.  He was truly a gift in our lives that we will be forever grateful for. Flash was a wise old soul. He was a 20 pound physical being that had the spirit of a giant. He lived without fear, forgave quickly and loved every day. He was like a master of living that taught lessons to everybody he loved which seemed to come from knowledge of living a thousand lives. Honestly to know him was to be in a bit of awe of him. We are so thankful for every minute we had with him; he was truly a gift.

Flash arrived at Colorado Basenji Rescue during the summer of 2007 after being found by a hiker in a remote area, emaciated and with a broken leg.

He was adopted that year by Samantha and Wayne, who loved and cared for him until his recent passing in October 2019



Texas Lucy passed away today peacefully at home with her family, just short of her 17th birthday. For nearly 14 years, she has been a constant companion and added so much to our lives. We can little imagine life without her and will miss her desperately.

She was a good dog.



To DIXIE, my dearly loved Basenji.

Today marks 2 months since you left me and words cannot express how deeply I love you and miss you. You were my 7th Basenji as my history with Basenjis dates back to 1973. But let’s reflect for a moment to a day about 7 1/2 years ago when CBR brought you to my home. It was December 1, 2011, and I remember like it was yesterday the first time I saw your beautiful face and thick, tightly curled tail. How beautiful you always were.

You had a rough beginning and thankfully CBR had rescued you from the Colorado Springs H umane Society where previous owners had left you. I was determined to give you a wonderful life and believe I always did that during the years we were together. I remarried a year or so after you came to live with me. You and I both recognized in my

new husband that he was indeed a caring, loving man. He loves you and misses you as much as I do. We moved twice while you were with us but you readily adjusted to a new home, even as your eye sight began to fail. We always accommodated you with a doggie door and easy access to the yard.

As the years passed we controlled your seizures with medication and made life as comfortable for you as we possibly could. My husband cradled you in his arms the day you left us and my last sight of you was your perky ears peeking out of the blanket that covered you. W e miss your footprints on our carpeting, but for the rest of our lives we will keep your footprints on our hearts. You were, and are, deeply loved our precious Basenji, Dixie.

..... Eileen and Scott Kerkoski....



Hi, this is Kristin Day. I adopted, basenji-mix Sarah, from you...maybe 2004/2005? Well, sadly, just about a month ago she crossed the rainbow bridge, and she is dearly missed. Sarah-Bear as we called her, was a very loving, kind and loyal dog. Most recently she lived up in the mountains of Summit and Lake counties with us, and loved the life of a mountain dog. Sarah loved camping, hiking, and lazing around too! A very special dog came from your organization, and I am so glad to have had her in my life. Much Love, Kristin Day



Our sweet little girl, Bentley. You left a footprint on our heart the day we met you, December 31, 2010. You’ve left a void in our hearts with your passing and short 7 years with us. 

We know you fought a good fight, Bent. And, the cancer eventually took a toll on your little body. We think of you every morning when the sunrises, casting sunrays through the trees and onto the deck knowing exactly where you would be. 

Run with the sun our little girl. Your spunky and playful personality will be in our hearts forever. 

We love you very much-

Carlos, Kyle and Benz 



Sadly we had to say goodbye to sweet Bambi after a long battle with Fanconi.   Bambi had been doing well on the Gonto Fanconi protocol until mid summer of 2016 when her kidneys took a downward turn.  In spite of all the medical care provided, she was unable to rally and passed away peacefully on the morning of January 21st.  She is missed by her foster family and all at CBR that knew her.



We had to say goodbye to our sweet little Tessie girl in January. When Peggy brought her to us in 2006, we were just going to foster her, but that didn't happen. Tessie gave us one look with those " flirty" eyes and we were hooked. She has always been a sweet girl, not requiring anything but love from us! She was very quiet, never " yodeled", or made many sounds, but she was a great companion and we miss her terribly.

She went deaf the last year and a half of her life, and it might have been due to the mass of unknown origin behind her eye, that was found in January, plus she had a mass in her adrenals, as well. She never complained and she adjusted to the hearing loss . She lived her last few weeks with her little basenji brother, Niko, looking after her and getting lots of special attention . She brought us such joy and taught us about how sweet basenjis can be. Run free, sweet Tess with your " brothers, Cowboy and Lance at the Rainbow bridge.

Mila (Milo)

On November 11, 2016, I lost Mila (formerly known as Milo) to cancer. It broke my heart - she was with me for only about nine months. I felt that we were just getting started together.

Rest peacefully, my sweet Mila-girl. I miss you❣️




On Monday last week, after 13 years of giving us her love, loyalty, and protection, Allie finally let me know that it was time for her to leave us. It was truly the saddest day of my life. Allie was more than the BEST dog, she was truly my BEST FRIEND.  Since I work from home, Allie and I were together 24/7. We had so many great adventures together. So many walks. So many mountain bike rides. So many bunnies/squirrels chased.
I can’t thank you enough for bringing her into our lives. 
The first picture was taken on the night I brought her home from your house. The second picture was her last day on earth. She and I ate triple cheeseburgers on the patio. 



Bao Terry (November 28, 2006 - June 21, 2016)

Bao was complicated, loving, affectionate, sensitive, and caring. Bao allowed very few people to pet him, but those he allowed in were his treasures. If you were one of those people he trusted, you had the best friend you could imagine. He did not merely twitch his tail for those he loved, he wagged his whole body. He loved to sing when he greeted us. HIs favorite place was anywhere he could find a sun puddle. I miss and love you Buddy, and cannot wait to see you on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. I hope you and Karma found each other and are together again. Dad loves you both.


Karma Terry (December 13, 2005 - August 1, 2016

Karma was just shy of her 11th birthday when she crossed the Rainbow Bridge. She graced our lives for 10 years and is missed so very much. Karma was affectionate and kind to everyone (human and canine). She never met anyone she did not like. At the same time, she was brilliant, determined and head strong, exuding confidence and character. If I had to pick one word to describe my wonderful, sweet girl, it would be regal.  No day goes by that I do not miss her, especially that beautiful yodel she gave me each time I came home from a trip and her gentle kiss each morning. I still reach for her in the morning. Karma — you will live in my heart for the rest of my days. 


My Papa Bear, George, came to me from Colorado Basenji Rescue in 2007 - the first dog that was truly my own. He had been a stray, so his birthdate and past were unknown, but he found his way to my heart and Forever Home. I was so blessed to have this gentle yet mischievous character in my life! He was diagnosed with Fanconi Syndrome in March 2010 and survived 5.5 years with this terrible disease. But now he is free! No more infections, medications, pain or suffering! He peacefully crossed the Rainbow Bridge in December 2015.


We were so lucky to have Oreo in our lives since adopting him in December 2003. He was a remarkable guy - kind, loving, funny and smart. He and I got through the loss of my husband together, and I'm sure they are back together again. Oreo crossed the rainbow bridge February 23, 2015 at the age of 15.





Indie was adopted at the age of four by Kristen and Jesse, and was loved deeply by his humans and adopted Basenji sister, Roxy. He crossed the Rainbow Bridge in the fall of 2014 at fourteen and one-half years of age.




Our dear Skinner left us in January 2014; two days shy of his 14th birthday. He came to us in 2007 from CBR and we were so honored to have him as an important part of our family for the past 7 years. A sweet, loving dog, with "warm eyes" and a loving heart, he will be a part of our lives forever, and we will miss him very much. We are so glad we were able to provide for him and love him. He enriched our life so much.

Robyn & Dan




Tiger was the best co-pilot a man could ever have!










Both Denzi and Angel were loved by the Center family, Ken, Lara, Ian and Quinton. Angel was adopted from Colorado Basenji Rescue in August of 2012 and had the best year of her short life with the Centers. She passed away from Fanconi Syndrome in August of 2013.

Denzi lived with the Centers from 1995-2012. He was 17 years old.


Kiki was adopted by Mike and Shelley in 2007. They shared 6 years together until her untimely death from an intestinal mass. She crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 29, 2013 at 9 years of age.




Keno was the loved Basenji of Cynthia and Dave for 13 years.



Kyro was the loved Basenji of Cynthia and Dave for 13 years.



Kona was loved by Mary and Kyle for the last 10 years of her life. She crossed the Rainbow Bridge at age 15.






Here is a photo of Cody who passed away recently at the age of 15. He was loved by his owner Shannon Smith who adopted him from CBR a number of years ago.



This is Bushbaby, owned and loved by Leslie Lord and her husband Suha.



This is Frank, adopted by Joan and Dave. Frank passed away at 16 1/2 years.



This is Poochie, adopted by Yvette and Mary Kimball. Poochie recently crossed the rainbow bridge at age 14.



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