My Basenji family includes Mopar, Maverick, and Stella — three very different personalities who have completely filled my life and home with love.

Mopar is the oldest and was named by my late husband Steve, who loved golf. “Mopar” was his playful joke for “more pars,” and the name simply stuck. She has always had a sweet spirit and was the beginning of my Basenji journey.

Mopar’s story became even more meaningful over the years. At one point, I allowed her to live with an older woman named Linny who had recently lost her own beloved dog and was terribly lonely. It also gave Stella time to adjust as the younger dog in the house. Mopar brought Linny companionship, comfort, and something to love again during a difficult chapter of her life.

When Linny became seriously ill, I brought Mopar to visit her in the hospital. Even though Linny was in intensive care, the hospital allowed the visit — something I have never forgotten. I believe they understood how important that connection was and likely knew Linny did not have much time left.

Not long afterward, I received a phone call from Linny’s daughter telling me that Linny had passed away and that she could not keep Mopar. So once again, Mopar came home to me. Having her back has been an unexpected gift. Her journey reminds me how deeply dogs comfort us, connect us, and carry love from one chapter of life to another.

Then came Maverick — my shadow, my constant companion, and without question the smartest dog I’ve ever known. The name “Maverick” means an independent spirit, someone who follows their own path, and that description fits him perfectly. Like many Basenjis, he is intelligent, observant, expressive, and incredibly intuitive. He seems to understand emotions almost like a person would. He also has the striking Basenji look people immediately notice — elegant, alert, soulful, and impossible to ignore.

My youngest is Stella, named after the wonderful breeder in Santa Barbara, California, who helped bring these amazing dogs into my life. Stella was a longtime hairdresser who worked for many years at a small locally owned hotel in Santa Barbara. The owner thought so highly of her that he allowed future puppy owners to stay there while bonding with their new Basenjis before flying home. Those trips became unforgettable experiences and part of the joy of welcoming each dog into my family.

Most of my Basenjis came from Santa Barbara, and getting a puppy there was unlike any experience I had ever had. It was never just about picking up a dog — it was about beginning a relationship and truly bonding before bringing them home. So not only did I come home with some of the most special dogs I’ve ever loved, but I also enjoyed unforgettable trips to beautiful Santa Barbara.

Basenjis are often called the “barkless dogs” because instead of barking, they make unique yodel-like sounds. They’re also famously clean and groom themselves almost like cats. Their intelligence and independence make them unlike any other breed.

I chose not to have children, although I truly love children and have always enjoyed being an aunt. Instead, my dogs became my children with paws. After losing my husband Steve, their companionship became even more meaningful. They are not simply pets — they are family, comfort, laughter, routine, and unconditional love.