Through the Fence: The Tale of Cinderella & Snowy

A soft purple jacket warms the little one, while peace now blankets them both. This is sanctuary. They have found Edgar’s Mission. But it wasn’t always so.

Once, where love now lives, there was only barking—the panic-inducing yelps of homeless dogs that haunted the ears of Cinderella and her newborn daughter, Snowy.

Their crime?

Being born on the wrong side of the fence—the one that divides not just land, but compassion, ethical thought and worth.

Alone, bewildered and heavily pregnant, Cinderella was found wandering the outskirts of a peri-urban town and taken to the local pound. Her future already decided by a system that didn’t see someone who wanted to live—only “livestock”.

And yet, one person saw them—then their story changed.

From impoundment to possibility. From overlooked to loved. From heartbreak to hope—Cinderella and Snowy didn’t find a Prince Charming, but they did find a fairy-tale ending.

One that saw them cross not just a threshold, but a worldview.

And oh, how they have thrived.

Cinderella, petite and regal, her long brown ears caressing gently her sweet face, now rests in a palace built from golden straw and kindness. A world away from the metal pen of confinement she once knew.

And little Snowy? A spring-loaded miracle of love. She launches from her teddy with a cheeky twinkle in her eye—not just into the air, but right into our hearts. Reminding us with every joyful bound:

See me.
Know me.
Love me.

Each leap challenges the labels that divide: pet or pest, friend or food.

And in that space, however brief, we are invited to imagine a world where fences don’t decide fates—only our hearts do.

Because sometimes the most powerful magic isn’t a fairy godmother—it’s simply being seen.

And though, once upon a time, Cinderella went to the ball.
This time, she came to sanctuary.

And this time, she gets to stay.