03/04/2026
💔 The first morning after you are gone… 💔
— A tribute to Banjer —
The silence is so loud.... My home has lost its soul.
They say 'run free"
It doesn’t fit you.
Running free is what you’ve done most of your life.
Banjer — your name, your nature, meaning in dutch
a wanderer, a free spirit, a rebel,
could not have fit you better.
I never really thought of you as mine.
More like I was your guide in this human world.
I was not the only one—you loved and trusted, so many.
You made a lot of people happy.
Everywhere we went, people melted around you.
You perfected the art of begging —
always managing to charm your way,
with your signature move—sitting pretty—
into not one, but a lot of treats
You have a reputation. And you knew it.
Martin completely fell in love with you,
We were a playful trio,
led by your never-ending enthusiasm.
And can we talk about your looks?
Often, I wondered
if you were even real —
like you were my idea of the perfect dog,
brought to life.
Maybe, if that’s true,
You still exist somewhere.
I so wish so.
You drove me crazy, pushed my limits,
but made me laugh every single day.
And in the end, this is what you taught me:
Joy was never complicated for you.
It lives in the small things,
the very silly things,
the everyday moments.
I don’t know yet how to walk this world without you…
but I do know that
you showed me how to live joyfully in it.
I will be missing you more than words can ever express.
Somewhere inside this grief, there will be growth.
My heart is shattered,
but in better shape than before meeting you ♥♥♥
