Words by Margaret Koenig
I’m Athena, and while I’m living the good life in Menlo Park now, I spent my first seven years in a laboratory, subjected to experiments seeking cures for tickborne diseases that affect cattle. Beagles like me are known to be docile, trusting and loyal. I was bred specifically for experimentation but thanks to a lucky break, my life has become so much more than that! I was rescued by the Beagle Freedom Project, and after being fostered briefly in Los Angeles, I started my new chapter with John and Kate in Menlo Park. They named me Athena, after the Greek goddess of wisdom and strength, a nod to their grandson’s interest in mythology. My name proved very apt. Let’s just say that I’ve had some medical issues, and I’ve conquered them all, sometimes against daunting odds. A year ago, my oncologist estimated that I had only a few weeks to live, and yet here I am, turning 12 this month and still thriving! No one can explain it. Just call me a little miracle. I happily occupy my days sunbathing, napping on any soft surface and soliciting belly rubs. I crave constant affection, and with my big brown eyes and sweet demeanor, John and Kate find me hard to refuse. I like to stretch my legs on long walks, and recently started bringing along my favorite toy, a stuffed lemur. As for the lab where I spent my formative years? It’s now an animal sanctuary called Freedom Fields. My happy ending may have been a long time coming, but thanks to John and Kate, it was worth the wait.
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