Berber 11-11-1993 * 27-02-2007

Taigaro Berber

Today we lost our beloved boy Berber. Our big white boy. Our first dog. With him and through him we learned everything we know about Samoyeds and working them. If it hadn’t been for Berber, we probably would never have started dogsledding.

Many memories of a very naughty, busy, but ever so sweet puppy, who turned into a lovely boy who also liked cuddling. And he loved all the dogs that came after him.

He also loved working in the team, although he had some habbits like stopping to pee. He ended up hurting a tendon and he didn’t want to run anymore. That was fine with us. Never run without fun.

We both had a special bond with Berber. He protected me from bad people and he loved his walks with Will in the weekends. And when Will was reading a paper, he slammed the paper out of his hand to make clear that he wanted his walk.

And then suddenly, within a day, this strong happy, but old male turned into a very sick dog. So fast that we could hardly believe it, but it was obvious that we had to make a decision.

Farewell lovely white big chap, we will never ever forget you. We hope you will do well at the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. Make sure you will find that cloud with Ezrah and Robber waiting for you. You will not be alone. And we will never forget your big smile.

Especially for Berber: Heal the Pain from Paul and Michael.

Let me tell you a secret
Put it in your heart and then keep it
Something that I want you to know
Do something for me
Listen to my simple story
And maybe we’ll have something to show

You tell me you’re cold on the inside
How can the outside world
Be a place that your heart can embrace
Be good to yourself
Because nobody else
Has the power to make you happy

How can I help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
That you’re feeling inside
Whenever you want me
You know that I will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you’ll be mine

He must have really hurt you
To make you say the things that you do
He must have really hurt you
To make those pretty eyes look so blue

He must have known
That he could
That you’d never leave him
Now you can’t see my love is good
And that I’m not him

How can I help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
Won’t you let me inside
Whenever you want me
You know that I will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you’ll be mine

Won’t you let me in
Let this love begin
Won’t you show me your heart now
I’ll be good to you
I can make this thing true
Show me that heart right now

Who needs a lover
That can’t be a friend
Something tells me I’m the one you’ve been looking for
If you ever should see him again
Won’t you tell him you’ve found someone who gives you more

Someone who will protect you
Love and respect you
All those things
That he never could bring to you
Like I do
Or rather I would
Won’t you show me your heart
Like you should

How can I help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
That you’re feeling inside
Whenever you want me
You know that I will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you’ll be mine

Won’t you let me in
Let this love begin
Won’t you show me your heart now
I’ll be good to you
I can make this thing true
And get to your heart somehow

Here you can read Berber’s story:

Berber was born on November 11th 1993. He is our first dog and only boy. As said before we soon realized we had to do something with him to keep him busy. So we started jogging with and took him on bikeruns. He was very happy when Chanouk came. By that time we had our first “sleddogexperience”: we went to see a cartrace close to our home.

Two year later, in November 1996, I ran my first pulkrace with Berber. He was so great, that I was in tears when we crossed the finish line. Berber can be a pain in the team, but he is getting better and better. He runs lead since the 1999/2000 season. He is strong and determined to run fast.

Berber went to work with me when he was a puppy. He was a pain there too. Barking when the phone rang, running underneath the desks …. oh, well in the end he behaved and going to work was as normal as the other things in his life. As Will not always comes home at night, Berber was puzzled and waiting for him at stairs in the mornings for him to come down. Finally he understood that too and that also changed his sleepingpattern. When Will is at home, Berber sleeps in the bedroom, but when Will is not at home, Berber sleeps near the frontdoor. So be warned!!