IN MEMORY OF ESPEN
Words can not describe the loss I felt when Espen left us. He was the core of the Kloofbears and is a part of nearly every dog I have. I have been overwhelmed by the kindness and love that people have shown us after his passing. The impact he clearly had in the Newfie world has stunned us as e-mails, cards, flowers and loving gestures inundated us at Crossfields.
I have many memories of Espen which I will always hold close to my heart. When I first saw him, 8 weeks old, in Oslo, Norway I fell in love with him there and then and could not wait to welcome him to Crossfields.
8 weeks old
He came to us at 11 weeks old, so confident, always wagging his tail and stole all of our hearts completely.
Espen 14 weeks old with Monica.
4 months old
During the 18 months when he was campaigned we traveled all over the east coast with him. While waiting in the group ring he would always seek out the children around the ring and walk close to them so they could pat him. He had a noble and majestic presence that would draw people to him.
Whenever we had people coming to the house he would be the first to greet them. He would rub his big head against them, and even those who were not dog lovers would sometimes go home as converted Newfie lovers ;)
4 years old
As the years passed Espen stayed the "King of Crossfields". All his children and grandchildren had great respect for him. Puppies were fascinated by him but would walk respectfully in circles around him.
His one grandson that we kept this year would follow Espen everywhere, he would be by his side and do what Espen did. Espen seemed to like it and would tolerate his young grandson, while his granddaughter and nephew would be too rambunctious . Somehow I feel that Espen knew his grandson would be the one to take over after him.
Espen and Troy May 2005
10 years old
painted by artist Judith Abbe
The only tree that can resemble Espen is an oak.
Big, strong and solid.
We have planted an oak at Crossfields with his ashes.