07/05/2026
I crossed the bridge today. I couldn’t breathe well, and it was scary, so my mom and I talked about it and decided it was time. My mom told me of all the beagles in all the world she was so glad that I was the beagle that found her. I was the only peegle she would ever love. She told me I was special, that I changed a lot of minds. She said I taught everyone around me how to love all things, love special things, love different things. My mom told me that coming to Sanctuary Rescue wasn’t just life changing for me and for her but for everyone that knew me and heard my story. She said I was the reason she learned to give chances and to try, to try for the tiny puppies and sick older dogs, to try for the clefties and the seniors and the tough ones. My mom told me I was an inspiration and “the reason”.
For 9 of my 12 years I had my own farm. I went on hikes. I went on car rides. I chased my friends in the grass. I had birthday parties and wore tutus and had t-shirts made in my likeness. I licked ice cream cones and napped on the screened porch. I rolled around with puppies and baby emus. I kept an eye on the pigs and the chickens. I laid in the sun and baroo’d for treats. I hopped around my farm and loved every minute of it. I had friends. I made people laugh. I was happy and fulfilled and funny and loved immensely. I woke up happy every morning and enjoyed life so much. I couldn’t have asked for a better 12 years.
And if a tiny beagle born paralyzed with only one hip and two working legs can live their best life, so can you. So quit yer bitchin’, go do the thing, live your life, be happy, be fulfilled, be inspired, be inspiring, be “the reason”, be super.
See ya on the other side, Friends.
Ella Super Beagle
