Ellie, Ella Belle, Queen Eleanor of Aquitaine, 8 weeks old, began life with us. All good things followed. For Bear, Ellie was uppity, so he held her head in his mouth, and gave her no space in the car! She mourned when Bear passed. She took in Shannon, Jamie, and Grace. Always the last to go to bed at night, Ellie made sure nobody stayed up late! In the morning, a smiling Ellie had paws on our bed, thumping the mattress. “Hey, wake up!” She swam with enthusiasm and energy, catching major air off the boat ramp and the Gallows Pond glacier boulder. Pretty, sweet, kind, loving, comical, adventurous, intelligent and unstoppable. At Forge’s Field, uninvited, she took the soccer ball from the players and ran it down the full length of the field and scored! The crowd cheered! Ellie was not to be trifled with. Running down the sand slope of Big Point to retrieve a big stick was her favorite thing. Running up was just as good. Keeping said stick from us was better. Our beautiful wild child, and giant ham bone for pictures! She loved and lived completely. We, so profoundly grateful and proud of our wonderful Ellie Girl, sent her Home with love.
“If there are no dogs in heaven, then when I die I want to go where the dogs went.” Will Rogers