Bronte was a unique beagle. She was addicted to food, loved attention (sometimes), preferred to walk on a hard surface so that she didn’t get her paws too wet, and while out walking, would when she felt that other dogs needed to be bought into line indiscriminately snap at them to remind them who was boss. She guarded her biscuit tin with an air of absolute authority and anytime anyone came near her they were expected to dip their hand in and pull out a treat for her, I suppose just to have the privilege of being in her company. She lived with her two besties, Ben & Bonnie, and she was truly one of a kind.
The day that we visited Clare at Beagle rescue centre 8 years ago to take a look around, my sister sat on a bench in the garden and Bronte leapt straight into her lap, refusing to move. “She’s picked us,” my sister said, and that was that. Bronte picked us and we took her home. It wasn’t until we’d lived with her for a while that we realised that this was totally out of character for Bronte. She was anything but a lap dog and if you tried to pick her up … well, let’s just say if Bronte didn’t want you to pick her up she didn’t let you! As with every beagle, she had her mischievous and occasional crazy streaks; but above all else, she was extremely loving, independent and a permanent fixture in our family home.
She passed peacefully in her sleep on 10th September 2019 and will be sorely missed by all of us, but we are so grateful that she picked us to take her home 8 years ago x
The Young family, Knowle. West Midlands