Judas, the goat and the family dog aka Charlotte, my life as a dog

Two very weird Brontë associations can be found today in the online press. Probably, you have read about the National Geographic's release of a documentary about the so-called Lost Gospel of Judas. Well, what you probably would never anticipate is that Judas could be compared to Bertha Mason, our practically ubiquitous madwoman in the attic as it is done in this article published in The Baltimore Sun:

Portrayed for centuries as the villain who gave up Jesus to his enemies for money, Judas becomes something else in the 26-page manuscript. (...)
Revisionist history? Not quite. Some scholars say the text reveals more the thinking of its author than actual facts about its subjects. But as these stories go, it's got the makings of a blockbuster. Best-sellers on other subjects have been written from this same perspective, retelling a classic from the point of view of the spoiler.
Think Grendel, Mr. Rochester's crazy wife Bertha in Jane Eyre, or, more recently, the Wicked Witch of West. They challenge readers to confront their assumptions and biases. Should it be any different for a believer?

And Leon Hale strikes back. Now he writes a column about a dog and a goat:

This dog and this goat are friends, evidently. For three days they've been running up and down the country roads in the south part of Washington County, trying to find somebody who would like to have a dog and a goat. (...)

Charlotte Bronte the Family Dog saw them, too, and bristled up and charged out and ran the pair off into the brush. I didn't say it out loud, but I thought this was one of the few positive acts this dog has performed in the five years we've had her.

Remember Charlotte Brontë the family dog? It was another column by Mr Hale published back in March 2003. We have the whole article printed out but all we have managed to find online is this fragment (alternatively, if you are a member of the Brontë List you can see the original message that was posted at the time, courtesy of Verna.)

Now you know Emily Brontë has her own horse named after her. Don't you think Anne and Branwell will be jealous that no one names their pets after them? :P

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