I lost Taniwha at the age of 11.5 years with kidney cancer.

Kaspar didn't want to live without his son, so a few days later,I let him go with him.

Kaspar and I had 11 different addresses in his lifetime

both in New Zealand and Australia.

Where I went, he went - he was my friend and confidante

- I shared my problems and worries with him -

and in return he protected me, and gave me his friendship.

He was the best $50.00 that I have ever spent.

I learnt so much from Kaspar

- both about Basenjis -

and about life and living.

It is because of all that he taught me,

that 53 years down the track,

I still have (and love) Basenjis.

All have their own personalities and little quirks.

But when they made Kaspar - they broke the mould!!

(Which was probably just as well -

I don't think the world could have coped with another one like him

around!!)

This is Kaspar's story.

ENJOY!!